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COMING CONFLICT 



OR, 



A PLEA FOR PROHIBITION. 



— BY— 



T. B. STEWART. 




SAN FRANCISCO: 

JOS. WlNTERBURN & Co., BOOK AND JOB PbINTEBS AND ElECTROTYPERS. 

1887. 



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COPYRIGHT, 1SS7, 

Bi T. B. BTEWABT. 



CONTENTS. 

o>o<S^><*<o 

Page. 

PREFACE v 

DEDICATION 3 

PART I. THE EVIL 5 

Drink makes our Drunkards. . . . . 8 

Its Enormous Waste 9 

The Chief Cause of Crime 13 

Parent of Pauperism 14 

Has no Benefits 17 

PART II. PROPOSED REMEDIES 18 

License a Failure — 

Because it is Wrong 20 

Because it is Unjust 21 

It Cannot be Enforced 24 

Responsibility with the People 25 

The Failure of 

4 ' Civil Damage" Laws 26 

" Taxation." 27 

" Sunday Closing" Acts 29 

' ' Local Option. ' ' 31 

' ' High License. " 32 

' ' Moral Suasion. " 35 

PART III. THE TRUE REMEDY 38 

Objections to Prohibition. 

Temperance a Moral Question 39 

Men have Always Drank 41 

" Prohibition don't Prohibit." 43 

Interferes with "Personal Liberty. 1 '' 45 

Strikes at ' ' Vested Rights. " 49 

What would we do with our Corn ? -. . . 51 

" Reflects upon the Savior of the World and His Bible.". ... 52 

Would cu* off our ' ' Revenues. " . . .' . 56 

" We don't Enforce the Laws we have. How Enforce a 

Stricter Law ?" 60 



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I Laws n >w. Why nol BnJ 



• foi all Law. 

Will Disturb Existing " Parti( a 

A Qa< stioi stion .... 78 

Prohibitionists all •• Fanatics. . . 78 

•• i > i . 1 x ■ PI li b ■ 

Folly of a "Third Party. 1 

Not Ready for Prohibition 94 

Ak'.imkn i v l < >i; PbOHIB] l I 

Jt is no Compromise 

Will i; 

A Boon to Workingmen, and a Blow at "Unjust Monopolies." LOO 

XX* i 1 1 Prom< Education 109 

Iman." . 104 

Will Purify Our Cities 106 

Will Bless the Liquor-dealer ill 

Will Break-up the " Solid South." ill 

Will Promote Our "Nation's Honor." 11^ 

Simplify s th«' '• Immigration Problem." 125 

Woman's Pric d 130 

Will Promote the Cause of Christ L83 

( lonclusion 140 



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PREFACE. 

HIS " Great Temperance Movement/' which is cles- 
' J \^L tinecl, ultimately, to sweep every "Grog-shop" 
?S/ from the face of the Earth, had its birth in this 
Country. Here, already, it has achieved its greatest tri- 
umphs; and here, I believe, at no distant day, the arrogant 
and accursed Liquor-Traffic will receive its death-blow. 

Canada may possibly (?) have prohibition before we do; 
but I feel confident that ours will be the first great Nation 
of the World to prohibit the Importation, Manufacture and 
Sale of all Intoxicating Liquors, to be used as a beverage. 
England's noble example had much to do in leading us to 
abolish Slavery, and other Nations have taught us many 
precious lessons. May we not in some measure repay them 
by teaching them the utter folly of continually bowing the 
neck beneath the cruel yoke of Hum? While, as an Amer- 
ican citizen, I would be delighted to see mine own Native 
Land God's chosen Leader in this the greatest National 
Reform the World has ever seen as yet; nevertheless, if it is 
God's will that any other nation should gain this goal before 
we do, I for one am ready to say ct Praise the Lord." 

I regard the ''Prohibition Movement" as one of the 
grandest "Missionary Enterprises" of the ages. And while 
I was studying the great. Problem of the "Evangelization 
of the World," two startling facts confronted me: 1. That 
while we spend eight millions for " Foreign Missions," we 
are wasting thousands of millions for Rum; and, 2, that 
so-called Christian nations are sweeping vast hosts of the 
heathen into the Drunkard's Hell. These facts led me to 
write this little work. It has been written at odd moments 
during the past five years, in the midst of my Theological 
studies and Pastoral duties, and is necessarily very crude 
and imperfect. 



VI 

I lay no claim to the honored name "Poet," but have put 
my thoughts iu this form, thinking they might be more 
widely read — although I know full well that "Didactic 
Po -" are very seldom a Buccess. Still, the people are 
intensely interested in my theme, and tins, 1 trust, will make 
my work an exception, in spite of its many imp* rfections. 

My Southern Brethren may think that I have made too 
much of the '' slavery Question/ 1 and that, like all North- 
erners, I am prejudiced againsl the South, oh! No! my 
Southern Brother and Sister. I believe — just as you now 
do — that slavery was wrong, and thaf it was settled right, 
and it is only b< cause the two great Reforms arc alike in so 
many important n^jierN. and so fresh in our memories, that 
I have n ferred to our r< ceni conflict so often. But th< 
this vast difference: You of the Sunny South are rapidly 
melting away the coldness of the Conservative North 
you are leading us in this grand Prohibition fight, and ( I I 
i^ u-im your n >ble enthusiasm for His cause, as the hammer 
t<> smite from .the hands of the rum-cui S rth, the hell- 
wroughl shackL s of the Demon Drink. I for one rejoice in 
tin- pros}.: rity o\' the Southland, and am ready to meet all 

mperance Warriors on the --rand battle-field of 
iip H unst the Saloon, and, standing over the grave 

of the old (ha I issues of the war, we will bury forever I 
the hatchet <>f fraternal strife "a hundred fathoms deep 

God gran! that Prohibit! >n may wipe out these old sectional 
and mala our North and South, our East and West , a 
"Union now and forever, one ami inseparable/ 4 

Many wil] differ from tin' views of this work, and s >me 

will criticise it harshly; but if my blessed Master, k ' whose 1 

am and whom I serve," shall only be pleased to use this 

in the leas! d< I lie c >ming of that happy 

tun*' "when there shall be a Church ami a School-housi n 

hill-toj). and DO saloon in the valhy,'* I shall feel that 
my labor ha- ie»! I.e. n M in wain in the Lord." 

('< iien of the triumph of the Truth in the C uning Con- 
flict] 1 am yours t r u God and Home and Humanity*" 

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DEDICATION. 



To Him, my Savior, God and King, 
"Who gave, I trust, these thoughts I bring, 
Concerning this momentous thing, 
Of which my soul has tried to sing; 

And next, to that true, Christian wife, 
Who daily, in this deadly strife 
"Which puts the Liquor-Traffic to the knife 
Has'been the gentle cheerer of my life; 

And to that noble Mother, grand, 
Who early taught me, I should stand 
For " God and Home and Native Land" 
And fight their foes, on every hand; 

A id to those fearless men of might, 
A ho lead our forces in this fight, 
Against Strong-Drink's accursed blight, 
For Prohibition and the Eight; 

And to those noble, brave and fair, 
Those Christian women, whose great care, 
Is to uproot, by faith and prayer, 
Drink's deadly Upas, everywhere; 

And lastly, to God's holy Cause,— 
Which seeks, by Prohibition laws, 
To snatch all Nations from the jaws, 
Of that vile Demon Drink, which draws 



y millions of our r 
1 » •. n to that horrid, awful 
Which lies be n< r h ( h l's an ry face, 
Unreached for cvt r l •• Sia race: — 

] 1 1 these, T hereby dedic 

1 will wait 
whatev< r be its fate, — 
• I Truth may penetrate 

The minds of all ; and thai ere 1 

■ h's rapidly-increasing tbroi 

ever freed from Strong-Drink's wrong, 
With happy voices, clearand Btroi 
I sii God's Prohibition s< • 

►So pi';- 

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PART I. 
THE EVIL. 



" Strong drink is raging." — Proverbs xx: 1. 



God spake tee word, and into being sprang 

This niighty nation of United States: 

He laid our firm foundations, deep and broad, 

And crowned our Country with abounding good. 

Thus planted by His hand, within the midst 

Of boundless blessings, in this Western "World, 

Our free Republic has from infancy 

To sturdy manhood grown, until to-day, 

It stands, confessed by all, a worthy peer 

Of any kingdom Earth has ever known. 

One hundred years and more, with grand success, 
We have contended zealously against 
The mighty evils, which from time to time 
Have threatened to destroy, and sweep away 
The well-built basis of our Union's life. 

One such an evil w r as vile Slavery f 

But did our nation sink beneath the weight 

Of this enormous sin ? Ah, No! She rose 

And struck the dreadful shackles from the hands 

Of unpaid toil; although it cost her much 

Of gold, and of her best, her bravest blood. 



Thai war-cloud's past, and as it fades away, 

Upon its bosom rests the bow of Peace: 

For now, instead of list'ning to the din 

Of battle, and the tramp of warring hosts, 

We hear the merry bum of busy wheels. 

Or listen to the happy farm Qg, 

Or watch the smoke from forge and furnace rise. 

lfcut is it all smooth sailing everywheri f 
there no evils pressing on us now? 

Oh, would 'twas so — but such is not the ca 

Throughout the length and breadth of this fair land, 

From every nook and corner, day by day, 

A wail of woe on High ascends. And why ? 

There is an evil, great and Rational , 

To which both President and people, yea, 

And statesmen, too, seem bound to shut their eyes; 

And yet this sin is Bapping secretly. 

The very corner-stones, on which are built, 

Our liberties and Institutions free. 

We call this crime and curse Intemperance ! 

And is it not a greater curse to-day 
By far, than ever was foul slavery. 
For Slav* ry was local; but, alas! 

Drink holds almost universal sway. 
The former bound the body, hot the soul; 
The latter dooms them both to endless death. 

This giant evil, from our nation's birth, 

lias slowly, but alas: mosl BUI Wn, 

Until n is to-day, b< yond all doubl , 

Tli i >ney< d power in the land. 

Why, Manufacturing Monopolies, 

Railroad Companies, rich though they be, 
Are, as to wealth, mere pigmies, when compared 
With all the millions of the Liquor League. 



In fact, no man on earth knows or can know 

Exactly how much money, as a land, 

We have invested in this monstrous trade. 

JLet any one go through our larger towns 

And cities, yes, and even villages, 

And count the groceries, hotels, saloons, 

Vile dives, with all our dram-shop drug stores, too, 

Where liquor in its varied forms is sold, 

Both legally and in the face of law — 

Let him go round and carefully inspect 

Those massive buildings which he sees 

Erected everywhere, throughout our land, 

Where these intoxicants are made or stored — 

Or let him visit those palatial homes 

Where Liquor Dealers dwell, or seat himself 

Beside them in their royal carriages, 

As through our streets they roll, in grandest style, 

Their persons decked in broadcloth, satins, silks, 

And, flashing over all, resplendent gems 

And costly jewels, fit for crowns of kings — 

Then let him tell us, if he thinks he can, (?) 

How many countless millions of our wealth 

We have invested in this awful trade! (?^ 

HSo wonder Temp J rance workers are dismayed, 

And in their anguish, lifting up their voice 

They cry: How long, OLord! how long? HOW LONG? 



II. 

But wiaat effect does this vast trade produce 
Upon the Commonwealth at large ? 'tis asked. 
Is it a blessing to us, or a curse ? 
This is the Greatest Question of the Age, g 
Without a Doubt. How shall we answer it ? 



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By ev*ry h< n I ank, unl tie, 

Who g^ives this subject any thought al all, 

ere is bul cue reply. Please mark it well: 
The Traific in Intoxicating Dre 
(That Men may Use Them is \ Bevera< 
I- Only Evil, and With Evil Fraught, 

A ' i!.\ r ( JONTINUALLY, 

This truth is seen 
By weighing well some stubborn fad-. And fii 
Drink Makes Our Drunkards. Even children know 
That if men rii'UBftk not they would not £t k t drunk. 
And if no liquor, then no one could drink. 

ad the thought ! and sad, l> 'tis true 

( I" r with deep shame, this truth we must eon: 
That as a nation we are being turned 
Most rapidly, into a 

'Tis true we have a- yet become, not quite. 

So deeply cursed with alcoholic drinks 

I her Ian 
And yel at least a million drunkards reel 
Among us, ami besides, a countless host 
Of moderate drinking Tiplers, who may well 

ill' ■■ Protoplastic Debauch. 

Wnh rapid stride, this monstrous evil stalks 
Throughout our Commonwealth, and day by day 
Grows stronger, boldly working out its woe. 
Our population's growth, for ten years past, 
Baa !•« en m< >s! rapid, yel this curse o( drink 
Hi- been increasing even faster still. 

Why take the trade in beer, and thai 

Mi more than doubled in tl Bhorl 

Nor have the other drinks been far behind. 

oh! Searcher tor the Truth ! Lift up your i ye-. 

And gaze U] <-n oni' cities and our towns — 



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Go through our streets, along our country roads, 
And count those poor, deluded, wretched ones, 
Who fill the ranks of that vast dismal throng 
Of drunken men — alas, and women too — 
Who year by year are marching down to death; — 
Then tell us whence this Hell-bound army comes? 
We know thy answer. O thou Voice of Truth; 
"These are the children of the Demon Drink, 
And by Slis traffic are these drunkards made." 
No wonder then in view of all this woe, 
We call this traffic wrong and only wrong. 



hi. 

Again, because of its enokmous waste 

The evil of this trade is clearly seen, 

The highest comprehensions of man's mind 

Can never fully fathom this vast waste; 

And yet by calmly looking at the facts, 

We may at least learn something of the truth; 

Although the whole truth, yes, the awful truth. 

No one but God alone, can comprehend. 

And first, from trusty figures it is plain, 

Our Nation's drink bill for a single year 

Is seven hundred millions in hard cash — 

And latest computations make it more. 

A full conception of this mighty sum 

Our utmost apprehensions can not reach: 

As well might we attempt to grasp God's thoughts 

Or measure in our minds unending years. 

Why counting ev'ry day, ten hours each, 
For twenty-seven days, a man can count, 
One million dollars only, yet we spend 
This much, and seven hundred times as much, 



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Each year; for Satan's deadly damning drink. 
Why tins wiM sum, is doable what we pay 
For taxes, in our cities, counties, Blab 
And in our Territories, all combined. 

Just think of it ! We deal out every year, 

As much hard cash for liquors, as would pay 

In less than three short years, our public debt 

We call this waste "direct;" But let us look 
A moment at thai which is "indirect/* 
Five (?) hundred thousand persons are engage d, 
In this vile traffic in the s^iK of m< n. 
Within the hounds of these United States. 
What do the labors of these men effeci V 
What noble works do all these hands perform? 

Are these the builders of our peopL ce? 

The true upholders of our nation's weal V 

I he voice of Truth, in anger, thund< ri rc N< I 
These men are really robbers in disguise; 
They murder, plunder, weaken and destroy." 

Whatever else these men may Bay Or wish, 

The out-come of their trade is Death anil Hell. 

What would we think, if Congress should decide, 
To raise an army half a million strong. 
And -end them forth to burn our crops of corn — 

To -lay each year, an hundred thousand souls — 

To beggaf happy homes, break happy hearts, 

And plunge the whole Ian 1 into Bpeechle&S WO( 

An act liko that all men would Btigmati 

\- madness: Yet this very thing we do. 

Our Minded nation, for a paltry Mini — 

Compared with what it costs her humbly grants 

An army half a milli >n si rong, the righl (V) 

To waste her riches and to blast her peace. 

II w many millions would this army earn 

If they Bhould turn tie ir strength to hoi, est toil ? 



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Again we humbly ask of those who know (?) 

How many million tons of golden grain, 

And luscious fruits, are made unfit for food 

By brewing and distilling deadly Drink ? 

Go count our whisky-paupers, if you can (?) 

How many millions do we spend for them ? 

Go then , and search the records of our Courts, 

And find from them, how much we yearly pay, 

To prosecute and punish men for crimes 

Which spring from this accursed trade in Drink? 

Go count the days and years of shortened life. 

How much, think you, we lose each year through these ? 

Insane Asylums visit next — and find 

How many millions yearly spent in them, 

For those poor idiotic creatures there 

Whose brains were maddened by the Devil's Rum ? 

Why, at the lowest computation made, 

Or that we can make — the enormous waste, 

Direct and indirect, of this vast trade, 

Must reach, each year, Two Billions, or a sum 

Which equals, nay exceeds, our public debt. 

With almost boundless stores of treasured wealth, 
How long can even WE stand all this waste ? 
Had not God opened wide His own full hand 
And filled us with abundance — long ere this 
Grim famine would have stared us in the face. 

Compare our Drink-Bill with some other things; 

For instance, take Ohio, and we find 

She pays for Education, year by year, 

About eight million dollars, more or less; 

While at the same time through her " Liquor-Bill " 

She worse than wastes some Sixty Millions Cash, 

Almost Eight Times as much. Oh! can it be 

A State will pay for Drink eight times as much 

As she expends to have her children taught? 

And can the great Ohio be that State? " " ^ 



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m, last year, for rc For< Mi jsion " W( 
ery where, in all the world, 

Of < ' and nation, spent 

lite Eight million dollars -while, behold! 

Ohio's little State i turned 

Some Sixty millions in accursed Drink! 

: think ! The liquor waste in one Bmall State 

ts up almost , or quite, eight times as much 

As all God's childn n give throughout the World 

I end the Gospel into heathen lands. 

We spend as much for Drink, in Thbei S p Dai 
In these United all the World 

(lives Christian " Foreign Missions' 1 [n a Teab, 
Appalling thoughl ! Well might a righteous ( • 
Destroy us utterly for such black sins! 

It is not Btrange Ohio feels this Ou 

And with a voice, three hundred thousand - 

Ave. more than that, had u Whiskey Leaders " dared 

To Fairly count the votes her people polled), 

Bae said in thunder tones, M It shall be slopped. 

< >hio is not worse, nor yel so bad, 
I n facl . as many of the other Stat< 
Prom Maine to California's vine-clad hills — 
From Northern Lakes hern Gulf, v 

\ fell 1 >< stroyer of our wealth at work. 
\Y< call it u Waste/ 1 but it is worse than wast< 
Prom < very stand-poinl woi il were good, 

If all these millions, which we Bp< nd for Bum, 
Instead of being drank by blinded man, 
\V< re buried in the bosom of the deep, 
Or hurled forever into Hell's al 



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IV. 

Again, this trade may be arraigned as wrong, 

Because it chiefly is the cause of Crime, 

This statement is indeed self-evident; 

For even those who are most void of thought, 

Who read our " daily papers," clearly see, 

Nay, cannot help but see, what prominence 

Accursed liquor holds in working out 

Our catalogue of criminals and crimes. 

Oh Drink! Thy black, blood-curdling catalogue 

Keeps up in Hell a constant jubilee, 

As thy dark deeds are telegraphed below; 

For demons know full well that from thee spring 

Earth's basest criminals and foulest crimes. 

How often do we find some loving son, 
Or tender father, or kind husband, turned 
By alcohol into a frenzied fiend 
Who cares not though he slays his dearest friend, 
For, reeling home, with maddened brain, he bathes 
His hands, it may be, in his mother's blood, 
Or, seizing by the throat his faithful wife, 
With fiendish grip, he strangles her to death, 
Or, snatching from her breast their infant child, 
He dashes out its life upon the hearth. 
Let candid men go to their county-seats, 
And, from the records there, count up the crimes 
Which have been caused by alcoholic drinks. 
We need not say what answer they will give. 
The truth is, there are very few indeed 
So steeped in sin, so hardened, so debased, 
So lost to every principle of right, 
So utterly Satanic, that they can 
Commit a dreadful crime at all, unless 
They have beforehand nerved themselves, to do 
Their deeds of horror, by the Devil's rum. 
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Reliable statistics clearly Bhow 
That in some way, direci or indirect, 

rths x if B 18 of all our crimes 

Axe but the bitter fruitage of the cup thai kills; 
The cup that sparkles, yel whose Bting is death; 
The cup whose beauty ends in speechless w 
The cup whose taste leads down to endless hell; 
Intoxicating Cup! Crime comes from thee! 

Lei those who know, tell, if they think they can, 
How much the liquor traffic lias to do 
With all our other crimes of every grade. 
For instance, with our houses of ill-fame, 
Inhabited by those vile ones " whose feel 
( fro down t ) death, whose steps take hold on hell." 
How much in keeping up those gambling dens 
Which so infest our cities and our towns ? 

oh fellow-countrymen! Intemperance 
The evil of all evils Rarely is: 

For, till God's secret things are all revealed, 

No finite mind can ever fully grasp, 

No finite tongue can ever truly tell, 

How mi i n of omiifl this m i >1 accurse 1 trade 

In drink, has laid upon out groaning globe. 



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On; PaupEBISH, also, comes from drink; 

\\ least, by far the greater part of it. 

visit <>ur asylums for the poor, 

And ask the inmates of tie se pauper horn. 

Who sen! you here? Tliree Hums in every five 
The voice of truth must say: u Drink seni us here.' 1 
Whose cheerless homes are full of pinching want ! 

Wh08C half-clad children cry in vain for bread V 

Whose wive- weep bitt< r, burning tears, because 



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A brutal hand is often raised to strike 

The trembling, frail, and unfed form of one 

Whom that same hand was once so nobly pledged 

To love, support, encourage, and protect ? 

Whose mother, with her silver hair, is brought 

With sorrow to the grave, because her son 

Forgets her love and sympathy and care, 

And flings her from him in his drunken hate ? 

To all these questions there is one reply, 

And only one. It is the drunkard's home. 

It is the drunkard's mother, wife, and child 

Who sit and weep in penury and want, 

Or groan beneath the weight of cruel blows, 

Or shiv'ring, in their rags, around an empty grate, 

Bemoan the bitter cold of winter's snows. 

Imaginary picture this, you say ? 

Oh, no, no, NO ! Oh, would to God it were! 

But every moment just such scenes occur. 

Without exaggeration we may say 

That this accursed traffic in strong drink 

Produces, year by year, at least three-fourths 

Of all our pauperism. 

But 'tis asked, 
Who builds all these asylums for the poor ? 
Who pays these whisky " trials " in our Courts? 
Who feeds these whisky paupers? Who supports 
All these, our jails and penitentiaries, 
So largely filled with whisky criminals ? 
This is a question touching every man 
W^ho pays his honest taxes; but we hear 
Good business men and farmers sometimes say: 
" Well I don't drink; my boys don't drink, therefore 
This liquor business is no care of mine." 
Oh, is it not ? Good sir, just stop and think. 
Why are our taxes found so heavy now ? 
Who pays these taxes ? Do the whisky men ? 
Oh, no, indeed ! few taxes do they pay 



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Compared with those their awful trade entails. 
Take one fair sample, out of hundreds moj 
I d Cincinm 

That during eighteen months, not Ion{ 
( )f crimes committed, eighty-one per cent. 
( If tin in were traced directly to strong drink ; 
While at this time the >W 

That during twelve, out of these eighte* d months, 
11- r brew* ra and saloonists all combined, 
Paid to the city treasury a tax 
()( not quite fourteen thousand dollars! Ah! 
Oh, how these noble men d<> help the Stab ' 
While during this same time ONE u dry goods " house, 
(t John Shillito and Company/ 1 alone 

Paid over fourteen thousand dollars. Ah !! 

Who pays the taxes flowing from saloons ? 

Just think, one " dry goods" firm paid out one year 

Almost a thousand dollars more for tax 

Than all of Cincinnati's liquor men, 

An host almost four thousand strong, all told: 

Jfet all this time, upon the Sabbath day, 

T 1 1 i s same great "dry goods'' house must close it- do< 

While all those u grog Bhops were allowed to ply, 

With double zeal, their trade of woe and death, 
Upon God's holy, sacred day oi rest. 

Has -I I for ever from the earth i 

I a Satan king of all thai he Burvej 
Arise! Oh gracious God, and plead Thy cause, 
\ i d open Thou tl:< ! blinded men! 

Then shall we see how we are cursed by rum, 
\ I risii in Thy might we'll east it i 
r longer Buffer I ear 

The heavy burdensof the Liquor Lea ue. 

such is now the Case, for ev< rywle 
' L880 1 



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The heavy end of all our taxes rests— 
Not oil the liquor men, by any means, 
From whose vile work these taxes chiefly spring- 
But on the honest tillers of the soil, 
And those who by hard work procure their bread. 
How long shall we submit to this base fraud, 
And groan beneath these taxes caused by drink? 
Good sir, you surely will no longer say: 
" This liquor business is no care of mine." 

But surely there are some great benefits 

Resulting from this traffic, to off-set 

All these enormous evils, — are there not ? 

Or else a nation claiming common-sense 

Would never tolerate it for a day. 

"We ask, where are these wondrous benefits ? 

At least two billion dollars of our gold 

Drained from our country every year ask, " Wliere?" 

Our million drunkards' thickened tongues ask, "Where?" 

Two million wives and mothers, pale and sad, 

W T ith weeping eyes and bleeding hearts, ask, "Where ?" 

Three million helpless children, clad in rags, 

With hungry lips, ask drunken parents, " Where?" 

By hundred thousands, paupers ask us " Where ? " 

Ten thousands, groaning in a felon's cell, 

Or waiting for the hangman's rope, ask, " Where ? " 

By thousands, insane drunkards shriek out, "Where? " 

That drunkard host, one hundred thousand strong, 

Which marches slowly, surely, year by year, 

Into the yawning mouth of Hell, asks, "Where?" 

By day and night, those wailing, writhing hosts 

Of liquor dealers and of drunkards " cast 

Into the Lake of Fire," from out the flames, 

With blistered tongues, are asking, "Where, oh, where 

Are all those boasted benefits of rum ? " 

An echo, rolling back from Heaven, Earth, 

And Hell, forever answers, " WHERE, OH, WHERE?" 



PART II. 

1 >k< >i >< )S]-:i > rem i-:i >i i :s. 



•'Shall tin* throuc of iniquity have fellowship with thee; which 
fraiueth mischi< f by a Law '.-*' Psa. \< i\ - 



Wv CO 111 6 to notice next, some of the plans, 
Which nations have adopted, I i restrain 
The evils of this mosi accursed trade, 
At least within, some bo- called proper bounds. 

All nations stamp, this trade in drink as wrong. 
No nation, worthy of the name; to-day. 
Allows free trade in liquors. Everywhere 
The traffic is re& n ■ I ?)in some way. 
Now that restriction, most of all employed, 
\V« call a u 1/ RN8E" lwv. And all such laws, 
Are based, upon a common principle. 

It would not do f »r all, to Bell Bttong drink 
Without restriction; Therefore, says th 

To any— who will pay a given sum, 

u We granl to you, the prn ileg< 
Intoxicating drinks: And only th< 

1 bis pri\ lege have, who pa\ the • 

reet, sweet, privilege! t<> murder men; 
I ruin homes, and manufacture 

D ispite, the countless lies, of liquor men, 
Tin- proposition, i learly prove 



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That license laws have failed— must always fail 

TO SWEEP AWAY THE EVILS OF STP.ONG DRINK. 

No one need tell us, that these laws have failed; 
For facts, we cannot gainsay or deny, 
Compel us to admit, that they have failed. 
The drink trade never was so great as now, 
On every hand it nourishes and spreads, 
Beneath the gentle sway, of license laws. 
For centuries, these laws, have seemed to try, 
To stop Intemperance. What have they done ? 
H ive they once checked this ever growing tide, 
Or raised a ripple, on its topmost wave ? 
Truth answers: No! But Alcohol is king. 
And sways a wider scepter; day by day; 
While at his throne, new drunkards daily bow. 
And blindly kiss the rod, by which they die. 

Our " Revenue " statistics, clearly show: 
How wondrous, is this giant traffic's growth. 
Take beer alone. And these statistics say: 
Just fifteen years ago;* we only made 
Two hundred million gallons, of this stuff: 
These same statistics say, we mado almost, 
Six hundred million gallons, this past year.f 
Thus has our trade in beer, been multiplied 
Almost three-fold, in only fifteen years. 
Oh, License Laws! How wondrous your success! 
Behold what you have done, in fifteen years! 
Would any marvel, if some simple soul 
Should ask, " How long I wonder will it take, 
To swamp the liquor traffic, at this rate ? " 

Nor is it true, as some make bold to say, 
That " beer and other lighter liquors, tend 
To drive out stronger liquors/' For we know, 
That all these so-called, " lighter drinks/' create 

* 1870-71. t 1885-86. 



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\ taste for stronger liquors, and in fact, 
Distilled, and all our strongest drinks like 
ire year by year, increasing mure and more, 
Although, nut quite, at such a rapid rate. 
In \ iew of all these facts, Oh, License Laws! 
We would in all humility, inquire. 
Bow many generations it will be, 

re 3 >u fr< i us from king Alcohol ? 
Tu judge from present progress; J)<> you think, 
That it will be before the Judgment daj ? 

I L. 

Hut some may ask -as many often do — 
Will not wia ringenl License laws suppn 

The wrongs of strong drink ? Must they always fail V 
We must Unhesitatingly reply: 

That as they always have failed in the past, 

So in the future, they must always fail. 

And First: They fail, because such laws are WROJi 

We have already seen, that this great trade 

[u liquors] as a beverage, is wrung; 

And only wrung, and always must be wrong; 

We now take one mure step, and boldly say: 

No NATION BAti A RIOHT TO LH ENSE WRONG. 

When any state, grants license tu a crime; 

By virtue uf that fact, it thence beoom 

A partner in that crime, and must of oourse, 

Protect it, by its officers and law-; 

NOW this vile traffic, being wrong, is CRIM1 

Against the race; a pinsl a Holy God; 
And should be treated, jus! like other crim 
A state might just as well -and better tuo — 

Grant u licenses' 1 to prostitution, theft, 
l mur l» r or to treason, as to Dj ink; 
1 it; then " lie 

And every other, nameless, shameless crime. 



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What would we think, if some state should enact, 
Some laws to " regulate " the crime of theft, 
Like those to regulate the Liquor Crime ? 
Suppose our Government should say to thieves. 
(All those who have " good moral characters ") 
" Good Sirs! If you will pay in to the state 
Each year, as revenue, a given sum; 
The Government, will license you to steal, 
And plunder, all your friends and neighbors; l>aat. 
You can't steal everything; It would not do. 
You must be " regulated " by just (?) laws, 
These wise restraints you must observe: to wit, 
You shall not steal upon the Sabbath day; 
Nor shall you steal, in any case, from those 
Who have not reached, the age of twenty-one; 
And most of all, be sure, you never steal, 
From those, who have become " habitual thieves/' 
How would we look upon such laws ? And yet, 
Such laws as these, if passed in every state, 
Would not produce, one-half the bitter woo 
And poverty and ignorance and sin, 
As do these most accursed, " License laws," 
Nor in the sight of God, would they be worse. 
The truth is : Liquor license laws are wrong, 
All wrong; nor can they ever be made right ? 
No wonder such laws fail. They ought to fail. 

Again we claim, these License laws must fail; 
Because they are unjust. They help the few; 
But curse the many. We should like to know: 
By what right any Commonwealth, can say, 
To certain classes, of her citizens — 
And from the very nature of the case, 
Her lowest, meanest, vilest classes too — 
c Give me a share, of these ill-gotten gains; 
And you shall have the privilege (?) to sell 
Intoxicating drinks, and none else shall ?" 
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Buj law is passed, 

\ i . 1 rere it not dm I rc< I 

tly, that it woul 1 c impletely di i 
last unlicensed dealer from the trade; 

I [ow long then would it be, till we Bhould hear: 
On c\< ry side the cry, '■ Monop b 

u ('! islation." What else would it be? 

If — as a bev'ragt — it is right, to soil 
These vile intoxl il 

Then ail Bhould have the right, to ply the trade, 
Bui if 'tis wrong, then none should have Buch right* 

Bui from c> financial " stand-points, view this tr 

And Bee: If "' Justice" Bits enthroned on high, 

While c: Madam" License wears the royal crown ? 

We ask who profits, by this giant trad< 

It surely cannot be the drunken sot, 

Whose reeling form, is clad in filthy raj 

It surely cannot be, his wretched wife, 

Nor yet his children, poor and pale and starved? 

It Burely cannot be the Government; 

For everyone, who thinks a moment, knov, 

That every year, our nation pays far m 

liquor paupers, criminals and crimes, 
Than Bhe receives, from liquor revenues, 
Large as these wicked revenues maybe. 
We ask, one-' more, who pr< ►fits, by this trade ? 
"Tis no! the drunkard; nor his wife nor child; 
Tis not t lie Government. Who is it then ? 
Truth sends us back this answer: It must be; 
The Liquor Dealer. (.Hay <*od pil t v him. ) 
Entrenched behind the legal ramparts, rail 
Around him, by our Minded Government; 

II reaps, the awful riches, of his trade. 

' Oh! at what a fearful pric( Christ 

The Savior asks: u What shall it profit men, 
l in the whole world, yet to lose tin ir 



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But let us, for the sake of argument, 

Agree to call, all these ill-gotten gains, 

A benefit, to these duped liquor men . 

Admitting this; we ask: But is it just, 

That only one man should got all the gains 

In any trade, while fifty men, must pay 

His bills, and pocket nothing in return? 

Now there are not, one million liquor men 

As dealers, in this country; and we ask 

In candor: Is it fair? or is it just? 

To see, one million people in our land, 

Arrayed in gorgeous splendor, rolled in wealth, 

Their wishes, all supplied, at the expense 

Of fifty millions, of their fellow-men? 

And w 7 hen, especially, for all this wealth, 

They dole out nothing in return, but woe, 

And sorrow, anguish, poverty and pain, 

Disease and shame and crime, despair and death, 

Both in this world, and in the world to come? 

Can this be « justice? 95 Whisky men are loud, 

To shriek, for their pretended "liberties," 

And shout, for "Justice," and for "Equal Eights." 

Awake! Ye honest tillers, of the soil! 

Assert your rights ! "Which in the past have been 

Vast wrongs. Thank God! The time is coming fast, 

When all these noble sons of toil, who brave 

A burning sun, or face a fiery forge, 

Shall cease to feed and foster, bloated beer 

And brandy Bar-room Keepers. But they, too, 

Will lift up earnest voices, and demand. 

Some ' 'Equal Eights" and ' 'Justice" for themselves,. 

Our Liquor ''License Laws" are most unjust. 

No wonder, God writes "failure" on them all. 



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III., 

in: those laws in License Liquor fail, 

B tCaUSO, tin v WERE Not HADE To BE ENFORCED. 

We might suspect this from the well-known fact: 
Th,-it Liquor Dealers, almost to a man, 

ire and urge, ''judicious (?) Liceo i L iws/' 
Nor is it strange they should; for "License" makes 
The Government a partner in their trade, 
And thereby renders it, with all its crime 
And woe. not only lawful, but alas! 
Respectable; .at hast to some degree. 
There are, no doubt, great numbers of good men, 
Who earnestly and honestly believe, 
That stringent license laws can be enforced, 
And will remove the evils of strong drink. 
Bui surely, all, by this time ought to see, 
That license laws are nia<l<' by liquor men, 
And always get their chief support, from those 
Who hope to profit by the traffic's growth. 
We boldly say, that for the last ten years, 
In these United States, the greater part 
Of "Temp'rance" (?) Legislative acts, by far, 
Were not intended, to suppress the wrongs, 

his great Liquor Traffic; but were passed, 
By liquor men; to legalize their trade: 
Or else; to lull t i she]), the conscienct 
And thus secure the votes of Temp'rance men. 
If this be true, AND it is tki k. How can 
A License Law, remove the liquor trade? 

If Can't. It is IMPOSSIBLE it should. 

We might as well attempt, to drill a hole 
With turnips, through the Andes or the Alps; 

As t | y, this liquor trade, 

By i> Licensing " and bidding it (\oA speed, 
In all its blighting, withering, deadli work. 



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Xo! No! ! These license laws, will never cure 

Intemperance; for they are wholly wrong; 

They are unjust; and cannot be enforced. 

Hence in the Future; just as in the Past, 

These silly laws, will evermore be found, 

To be manipulated, l>y their friends. 

And Fellow-Countrymen! When we shall see; 

The Liquor Dealer, rising in his might, 

To put this liquor traffic down, we may, 

(With wond'ring eyes and bated breath) be sure; 

That we are basking, in the dawning light, 

Which shall announce, the Earth's " Millenial Morn/' 

But in respect, to all the bitter wrongs 

Of this whole " License System;" let us give, 

The reins of judgment, into Keason's hands; 

And temper wrath, with justice and with truth, 

Then, well does it behoove, the greater part, 

Of those who advocate the Temperance Cause, 

To cast the mantle of their charity, 

Around the man who sells the deadly stuff, 

As well as 'round the one, who takes his dram, 

Of course both men are wrong, most deeply wrong; 

But let us ask ourselves: Have we clean skirts ? 

Are w6 completely innocent ? Have we 

Not voted " license " now for many years, 

And thus bsen tacit partners, in these wrongs ? 

The drunkard constantly, commits a crime. 
The drunkard-maker, still a greater erinie; 

But we believe the Government commits, 

The greatest crime of all, in licensing 

And legalizing, this our greatest curse. 

But who have made our Government ? We ask, 

'lis answered: " Under God, the people have/' 

Then', we — the people, are the most to blame. 



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" We: we — The Peopje, have h< 
[n duty." Xes! We pray forTe But 

WB for WHI8K V. KIM AM' Bl 1 l;. 

In mercy, may our God forgive this - 

And grant as Grace, henceforth, to set it right. 



IV. 

Still more: Not only License Laws Lave failed; 
Bui every other Iiall-\va t y measure fails. 
For it is certain that there never can, 
Be any compromise, between the Truth 
And Error; God and Satan: Heav'n and Hell. 
Hence, "Civil-Damage" Laws, "Taxation" Laws, 
Or even " Local-Option" Laws, must fail, 
To cure the evils of Intemperance. 

Take "Civil-Damage" Laws, such as they have, 

In quite a number of our leading Stat 

Which make the Liquor-seller liable, 

To answer, for the wrongs and lawless deeds, 

Of those made drunken, by his dreadful drink. 

The inconsistencies, of such a law, 

Will always, clearly, make it null and void. 

As if the Liquor-seller could atone, 

(Provided, always, you c n \)vo\c his guilt, 

And legally convict him ) with his gold. 

For ruined homes and lives; for broken hearts; 

For maidens ravished, through the drunkard's lusts; 

For honest men shot down, by drunken sots; 

1' or daughters driven to a life i^ shame; 

lelons, through the love of drink; 
For friends and children, si I tthers, wives, 

Whoso swollen eyes, besp< ak their blighted ho] 

Whose hitter tear-, burn furrows down their eh 

While blank despau it their aching heart-. 



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Oh! Drunkard-Maker! Can you pay for these? 

Can all your blood-bought wealth, wipe out these tears? 

Or pour the balm of joy into these hearts? 

Or build again, these desolated homes? 

Or bring dead drunkards' souls up out of hell? 

How silly fcr a State to * 'license" men 

To do some fearful wrong; and then turn round, 

And puuish them because they do that wrong! 

What father sends his boys to work, and then 

Turns in and flogs them when their work is done? 

No wonder "Civil -Damage" laws have failed. 

Again, on every side, we hear the cry: 
1 Taxation; let us try taxation laws." 
Well, let us see, just what taxation means, 
Applied to this infernal liquor trade. 
And First. It means protection to the trade. 
"When any State imposes any tax, 
Upon a trade, she thereby guarantees 
Protection to that trade, within her bounds. 
She makes herself a sharer, in its gains, 
And grants to it, the sanction of her law. 
Now if that trade is wrong, she shares that wrong, 
And must protect it, if it pays its tax. 

Again, taxation laws, are all unjust, 
Because such laws, are really license laws; 
But with another name. Now this is clear, 
When we reflect: That though it seems most fair; 
And seems to open this great trade to all; 
And seems to say, " Come one; come all alike, 
And pay your tax, and sell your gin and beer;" 
Yet is it fair ? What are the stubborn facts ? 
Who buy these tax receipts, to sell strong drink ? 
Who really do engage in this vile trade ? - 
Wherever such taxation laws exist ? 
Do noble men, the bravest, and the best ? 



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Do honest men, who Beei their neighb 1 * y 

Do Christian men, who fear to grieve their God, 
Who long, to point the sinner to th< 
And tell the Btory of their Savior's lov< 
Do these, take out a Liquor Dealer's tax? 
\ - joon take oul a tax to Bell Hell Fire; 
Or traffic in a brother's blood; as sell 
Intoxicating drinks, to ruin men. 
We Bee at one*- All noble, greai and good. 
All worthy men, all truly honest men; 
All those grand Christian men, who fear their God, 
Who are the very best men in our land; 
AVould never think of taking out a tax, 
To buy and Bell, intoxicating drinks. 
Hence, all such men, are shut out from the trade, 
And from the very nature of the ca 
Must always be shut out ! Who then in fact 
Have charge, of this greai drunkard-making trade, 
According to this plan, of taxing it ? 
W T e answer; as a rule, the worst of men; 

good men will not stain their hands with rum. 
But wicked men; (Alas! and women, too,) 
Quite often, thieves and prostitutes and knaves 
"Who break alike, the laws of God and man; 
Who desecrate the Sabbath's sacred rest, 

Ami seel; with ribald Song, and drunken jest, 
To make th( 3 believe, there is no (b>d. 

These are the men and women, who can say; 
We fear no! (rod. nor yet regard we man; 
So we will pay this tax, and take this trade, 
And God can Heaven have, and Satan lull; 

Bul as for us, we'll have our gin and be< 

JTe blinded States] Who tax this Godless trade! 

I I I Will J DU D B, that hy such tax 

You pay a pri'iiiiiiiii to vice and ciii 
i really say, to those who are bo baa 
That they are willing, for its tear-stained wealth. 



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To sell strong drink. " Here is this mighty trade, 
With all its wondrous profits; Pay your tax; 
And you can sell your whisky and your beer." 
Now only those who pay their tax can sell; 
And good men ivill not; Thus the state creates, 
A vast monopoly, for wicked i&iciu 

But some say: We will make the tax so high, 

We'll tax the trade to death. You might as well 

Attempt to tax the Wicked One to death. 

No! Never can this Drunkard Curse be cured, 

By so-called " Taxing Laws." For every state 

Which taxes, this "Gigantic crime of crimes;" 

In fact, grants "license" to our greatest curse, 

And shares the profits of its Godless gains. 

Let those who advocate taxation laws, 

Remember, that an holy God will hold, 

Each State, which taxes this great wickedness, 

Accountable, for every dollar drained, 

From this vile trade, which reeks with human gore. 

Still further; many advocate those laws 

Called, "Sunday-closing" acts, to stop this trade 

On Sabbath-days, like other trades are stop}3ed. 

Well, in the end, such laws must always fail, 

In their enforcement, and in their effect. 

At best they only compromise with sin. 

Stop dram-shops, only on the Sabbath-day, 

And you must "license" them through all the week. 

You stop them one day — legalize them six; 

Whereas, they should be stopped all seven days. 

Now in a government, as free as ours," 

How do these "Sunday liquor laws" succeed? 

Just go and asl$ Ohio or New York, 






Will men who violate the law all week, 
N 'i break it on the Sabbath if they can? 
These Liquor-Dealers are a law! 

They all transgress the laws of God; and more 

They, as a rule, defy the laws of man. 

There's not a liquor-shop, in all the land, 

When it is plying its infernal trade, 

That does not, daily, violate the law, 

In spirit, or in letter, or in both. 

These liquor men will argue: "If His right 

To sell all week; it can't be very wrong 

To sell some on a Sunday." First, we find 

Their back doors open; soon, they grow more bold, 

And fling their front doors open, and defy, 

The laws, they long have trampled under foot. 

What care such men for 'Sunday-Closing" law-? 

For six days, legalize their wicked trade, 

And you may rest assured, no "Sunday-law" 

Will stop these servants of the Demon Drink, 

Or even cheek them in their mad career. 

A Sabbath law is right; and would to God! 

AVe had such Sabbath laws, as would compel, 

All men to pay, at least some due respect, 

To this sweet, sacred, precious day of rest; 

The day God loves; The day tired nature needs; 

The day, for which our fathers risked their lives, 

That they might bring it to these Western wilds, 

And make it here, our nation's corner-stone; 

The bulwark, of our nation's liberties; 

The anchor of our nation's destiny. 

Hy all means, let us have our Sabbath law-, 

And make God's day, indeed a day of i 

But let us bear in mind, that "Sunday law 

Which license liquor selling all the week. 

Will never si >p it on the Sabbath day. 

Sabbath laws, be Sabbath laws indeed; 

But let us never pass a whisky law, 



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And cloak it with the Sabbath's sacred name. 
All dram-shop ' c Sunday-closing " laws are wrong, 
Which sanction liquor selling through the week. 

Again great numbers of good Temp'rance men, 

Think " local option " is the very thing, 

To free us from the thraldom of strong drink. 

Although 'tis true, such laws have many friends, 

Yet even " Local Option " laws must fail. 

They are a compromise with sin; Because 

Their main foundation principle is wrong: 

For in effect, they say; that it is right, 

To do the wrong, if those who wish the wrong, 

Can only get a clear majority; 

In other words; In case the people vote, 

In any given city, ward or town, 

To license this accursed liquor trade, 

The state, must then, accede to their demand. 

Whereas to " license " drink at any time, 

In any place, is wrong, and always wrong. 

Hence every argument, which lies against, 

A " license " law, will likewise lie against, 

A " Local Option " law. We have such laws. 

In sev'ral states; but have they banished Eum ? 

They have succeeded, somewhat in the South, 

And in some favored places in the North; 

But taken on the whole, these laws have failed. 

Take Massachusetts; and what do we find ? 

The " Whiskyites " can't carry every town, 

They therefore go to those they can control, 

And getting " license " there, they then supply 

The thirsty souls, in neighboring " Temperance towns," 

And laughing in their sleeves, the cup goes round. 

And what is worse, these " Local Option " laws, 

Fail chiefly, where we need them, most of all. 

That is: In cities, and our larger towns. 

If even in a little " County Seat/' 









One ward votes whisky; You can never make, 

Thai County Beat, a Btrictly Temp'rance town. 

How futile then, niii-i u Local Option " be, 

In Brooklyn, Boston, Pittsl n fork, 

Chicago, Philadelphia, Washington, 

I it Cincinnati or in Baltimore, 

In Ban Francisco or in New Orleans. 



VI. 

"HlOH LICENSE " is tlio constant cry of some : 

\s though God might be 1> >ught with larger brib( 
Would we, " High License " murder, treason, theft ? 
Would we, - 1 [igh License " bribery or lust ? 
We shrink with horror from so vile a thought 
Yet many would, forso >th, ' % High License " Rum, 
Which largely causes all these horrid crim< 

Suppose our Nation's Statesmen should decide, 
11 Polygamy in Utah can't he stopped, 
But from it we can get vast revenu 
Which poured into our treasury, will help 
Pay taxes, and reduce our public debt. 
We'll not prohibit this most loathsome curse, 
But we'll ' l High License "it, and this will drive 
All those who cannot pay our heavy tax, 
Out of the business, This o{ course won't stop, 
But Burely will restrict (?) Polygamy, 
We'll pass for Utah this • Bi a License " law, 
Sfou Mormons, if you marry fr i shall, 

Pay down, one thousand dollars, in gold coin 
Into the coffers of our governmenl ; 
If three times, then live thousand is the sum: 
If four times, then ten thousand musl be paid; 
And if yo i pay a " Licei extra hi fh, 
6 hundred thousand dollars, you may wed 






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Whole " Female Seminaries " at a time." 
How would we all regard a law like that ? 

High License reaches only one result. 

It does not check Drink's traffic in the least, 

It simply puts it into fewer hands; 

Men who are keener brained, and longer pursed 

And therefore villians of a deeper dye. 

But this one thing is sure. It does intrench 

This whole vile traffic in accursed Drink, 

Behind Tax Payers' sordid selfishness. 

For though it does not lessen her saloons, 

It does pay to the State large revenues; 

Hence many sober but short-sighted men 

Imagine selfishly, that these will pay 

Their taxes. But they should remember this: 

That while <c High License " revenues are large 

The vast expenses of Drink's, traffic are 

Far larger. Is this true economy 

For every dollar saved to pay out ten ? 

Besides, " High License" gives to liquor lords 

This plea; which they assert, entitles them 

To gratitude, protection and respect. 

We are/' say they, " the pillars of the State, 

We pave your streets, and beautify your parks, 

We build " (and fill) " your jails and City Halls, 

And pay the teachers in your public schools; 

Why, were it not for our useful trade, 

The State's expenses, never could be paid." 

And many silly men will say, " That's so. 

There's no sense in this cry, ' saloons must go.' " 

Such was the Liquor Dealers' constant claim, 

Before Atlanta fought her gallant fight, 

But now we find she never prospered so, 

Nor have her taxes ever been so low. 

The Devil never dares to give a dose 
Of error, pure and simple, for he knows 






Wo would reject it. Hence he always tries 

To find some truth, with which to sugar-coat 

His deadly pills of error. Then he comes 

Just as he did to mother Eve -and cries, 

Here, this is just the very thing you need. 

We look. We taste. It looks and tastes all right. 

We swallow — when alas! we find, too late, 

We've taken unawares, the Devil's drugs. 

N<»w if he ever laid a hellish snare, , 

With which to utterly delude our race, 

We find it in this dread u High License fraud," 

Which he has sugar-coated with this truth; 

A half a loaf is better than no bread." 

The awful error hidden here: is this. 

Yovb half loaf's poisoned. Poisoned with the blood 

Of millions slain by Hell's infernal Bum; 

Tis stained with tears so bitter, that most sweet 

Compared with them, would be, Earth's wormwood and 

its gall. 
Would such half loaf, or slice, or single crumb 
Be better for us than no bread at all ? 
No! No! High License, is the Devil's snare, 
And of it let all Temp'rance men beware. 
An ounce of fact, is worth far more, than tons 
Of untried theories. What are the facts ? 
Go to Nebraska, and some other States. 
Go to Chicago. Other cities too; 
Where they have tested these "High License" laws, 
And you will find: They have completely failed, 
To stop the rampant ravages of Bum. 

When son^ 1 drunk husband, beats his helpless wife, 
And turns her, and their children, out of doors, 
To weep and shiver in the sleet or sn<>w, 
Of some cold, stormy, bitter, wintry night; 
Ohl Will it comfort those poor weeping ones? 
Oh! Will it clothe those, half-clad shiv'ring forme 






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Ob ! will it heal and soothe, those brutal stripes, 

Upon the back of that true loving wife? 

Oh ! will it bring back gladness to their hearts, 

At such a time, to know, that he who sold 

The dreadful drink, which made their father drunk, 

And made that husband, once so kind, a brute, 

Has paid, into the county treasury, 

A THOUSAND DOLLARS FOR HIS "LICENSE?" Shame 1 

Oh! Sliaine ! I on any government or State, 

Which can be ruled or bribed, by hellish Bum 

At any price, to desolate its homes; 

Oppress its helpless and defenceless ones; 

To live in luxury, upon the wealth, 

Drawn from its people's wretchedness and woe!!! 

But will "High License" stop this curse of drink? 
No! Never!! Possibly it may shut up, 
A few gin-mills, which cannot pay the tax. 
But it will scarcely lessen, in the least, 
The quantities of liquor, sold and drank. 
These liquors may be sold by fewer men; 
(And from that very fact, all men can see, 
The State creates a vile Monopoly.) 
But will they be less deadly in their work? 
Will all their sorrow be less hard to bear? 
Will bitter tears be sweeter to the taste, 
Because they were wrung out, at greater cost? 

Ye Temp'rance Workers! Do not be deceived. 
Oh! [Never, IS ever , advocate again! 
This most high-handed compromise with Hell. 
Let so-called and pretended Temperance men 
Be champions of this measure, if they wish. 
But let us not be caught, with Satan's hook, 
By gulping down this most deceitful bait. 

Nor will the "moral-suasion" cure avail,' 
To stay this Plague, as many seem to think, 



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Why, we have tried this Moral-Suasion salve, 
r r 111 >re than fifty years, and yei this Plague 
Of Drunken] spreading all the time. 

Why did the "Washingtonian Movement" fail? 
Why did the "Murphy" methods, not Bucceed? 
Nay, more: Why did that "God-Inspired Crusade" 

Of holy Women, fail to sweep away, 

The firm foundations, fr tin b meath Btrong drink? 

It was b -ted all their hope, 

()n Moral Suasion, and on that atone. 

Now all admit, that those grand "movements" did 
Accomplish much; and were the Btepping-stones 
To better things. Tel after all they failed 
To kill this Demon, with their "Moral-Suasion" guns. 

Now Moral Suasion's good; nor can we have, 
Too much of it. But it is not enough. 
Wo need s >me kind of "legal suasion," too; 
And this is gotten only at the "polls." 
We Temp'rance men must v >/e as well as pray. 
Ifow ran Clod hear us, though on "bended knees, 
We lift our hands on high, and plead with Him, 
To slay this Plague; when at that very time, 
Those samo uplifted hands are stained with blood. 
Through open partnership with this great Curse, 
By "license" granted at the ballot-box? 
\)o aclv ns not speak louder than mere words? 
What cares the Liquor-Dealer for our prayers, 
Our "Moral Suasion/' or our bitter tears, 
Our broken hearts, our desolated homes, 
While he can flaunt his "License" in our face, 
And claim the Btrong protection of the law? 
M. re Moral Suasion I it is true 
May save some drunkards, but) can never turn, 
The Drunkard-Maker From his wicked work-, 
Whil. own children "legalize" his trade 



Oh! Thou, most gracious God; Omnipotent; 
All-wise, Eternal, changeless, just and good, 
Most Loving, Holy, Pitiful and Truel 
Thine Endless Being, far beyond all bounds, 
Transcends all space above the highest Heav'n, 
And sinking down, beneath the lowest Hell, 
Goes down and down, till all is lost but Thee. 
Thou guidest all. Each atom and each sun. 
All Angels, Devils, good and wicked men. 

Oh! Thou, Great God! "We lift our hearts to thee; 
And in the name of Christ, our Lord, Thy Son, 
We plead, that in Thine own good time and way, 
Thou wouldst remove this Curse of Drunkenness. 
Oh! God! Enlighten us, and let Thy Truth 
Enlarge our hearts; we put our hands in Thine; 
Oh! Father! Lead us, guide us in Thy way! 
And teach Thy children, Lord, to see how vain 
It is, to try to compromise with sin! 
And grant, that soon we all may realize, 
That every hale-way measure, to destroy 
This traffic, in the "worm that never dies" 
Will only end in ruin and defeat, 
And bring down on our heads, Thy righteous wrath. 

Then lead us to thy remedy, Oh ! Lord ! 

Oh ! Fill us with the Holy Spirit's grace ! 

Oh ! Gird us for our coming conflict's strife ! 

Be Thou our Captain, in this holy war, 

And soon, King Alcohol shall "lick the dust," 

And Thou shalt have the praise forevermore, 

Through Him, who loved us, and who gave Himself 

To die for us, we ask it all — amen. 



PART III. 

THE TRUE REMEDY. 



'• J hank a be {•> God, Who giveth us the victory through our Lord. 
Jesus Christ " — I Oor, w : 57. 



I. 

And now, this greatest question of the age, 

80 practical; so fraught with weal or woe, 

To every nation, and to all the race; 

Is pressed straight home, upon our minds and hearts* 

AVe cannot shirk the issue, if we would, 

Nor can we shut our eyes to this plain fact; 

That all our ha If- way measures, are a snare; 

For all our compromising schemes have failed, 

And Drink's deep curse, is daily growing worse. 

"What shall we do ? Is there no remedy 

c this gigantic wrong ? " Is there no balm 
In Gilead ? Is no physician there ?" 
V< 3, blessed he our God! there is a cure, 
For this great Curse of Curses, ('rime of Crimes. 
There is one remedy, and only one* 

There is hut one cm etivc cure for crime, 
And thai is PROHIBITION. And we hold 
That nothing short of niter and complete 
c< Tke-to-ial " prohibition! of this trade 
In liquors (as a bevi can free 

Us from the thralldom, of tin- Demon Drink. 
This prohibition, must be framed hi law; 



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And in the Constitution of our States, 
And of the whole United States be placed : 
And in God's own good time, it shall be done. 

To "Prohibition" many men object: 

Of these men, some are good. But note this fact; 

That every member of the " Liquor League " 

Is eager to denounce " this foolish scheme 

Of Prohibition " as another name 

For madness; and on every side, we hear 

Them urge, all sorts of silly sophistries, 

To prove it both fanatical and vain. 

Now notice some of those objections made 

To Prohibition; and please weigh them well. 

And First, they say: ce That this whole question is, 

a moral question, and we cannot take; 

These moral questions into " Politics. " 

There never was a more prof ound mistake. 

This is a moral question, it is true; 

And so was Slavery. Did we succeed 

In keeping Slav'ry out of <f Politics ? " 

No more can this great question be kept out. 

In {S politics " we find the very place 

For Temperance. And when men learn to vote, 

As well as pray, for Prohibition; then, 

And not Hill then, will Bum's full doom be sealed. 

Much more consistent are the <c liquor " men. 

Do they keep " whisky " out of politics ? 

If so. Why have our " two Great (?) Parties " kept, 

For years; almost as silent as the grave, 

Concerning this great question ? "Why is it 

That nearly all our leading " Journals " cry, 

Away with Prohibition," while so oft 

They laud the Liquor Dealers to the skies ? 

Why do our " Politicians " dread to touch 



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This question, even with a finger's tip? 
p Tis easy told, they fbab the liquob vote. 
They know full well, that all these " whisky " men 
Vote solidly , against all Temp'rance laws; 

Whereas, if they can keep this question still; 
The " sheepish " Temp'rance men, will follow ou, 
And sticking to their " whisky Parties/ 1 strive 
To put a stop to this great traffic's curse, 

By Moral Suasion, and by prayers and tears. 

Oh! Friends of Temp'rance (God's own holy Cause), 

Let us learn wisdom, from these liquor men, 

And follow them, at least, in one respect: 

And let us cease henceforth to give support, 

To any Party, wlticli opposes us. 

AVe Temp'rance men (one might well think) are like 

The old ox, " Dobbins, " roaming in the field. 

To see him in his freedom, some might say 

Cl That great strong ox, will never bend his neck, 
To wear a galling yoke. Oh no! Not he! 
Why what's more free, than he ? " But bring his yoke, 
And hold it up, and crack your whip, and shout: 

(< Come under, Dobbins," and the good old ox, 
Will meekly thrust his neck, beneath the yoke. 
Just so; we Temp'rance men, pray earnestly, 

rc Between Elections M for the Temp'rance cause: 
But when "The Grand Old Parties" draw the lines, 
And as is usual, at " Election times", 

gin to " crack the Party whip," and shout 
ome under, Dobbins/ 1 Then w T e Temp'rance men, 
Most meekly bow our necks beneath the yol 
March to the " polls" and vote the very same 
Old lK Whisky ticket." "While the Liquor men 
With blandest* smiles, say: ''Yes, that's right; that's 

bight; 
Keep Moral Measures 1 out of Politics." 
The plainest dictates, of our common sense, 



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All lead us to suppose, that if good men, 

Left Politics (the " science of true government ") 

Entirely in the hands, of wicked men, 

They would pervert it, to their own base ends. 

Away! with this false doctrine, that good men, 
And Moral Measures, have no proper place 
In Party Politics. Sad ! Sad ! the day ! 
When of our Land; it may be truly said: 
" The Just and Good, are trampled under foot, 
And Wicked men have full control." 
For always, " Righteousness lifts nations up, 
But sin, will bring reproach, to any Land." 



ii. 

Well now, what else do Liquor-Dealers say ? 

Their pretexts, call to mind the story told, 

About a certain farmer, who had gone 

Out to his barn, and chancing to look up, 

He saw his iC hired hand" had hung himself 

Fast to the rafters in the barn; he stopped; 

He gazed with horror, caught his breath; then cried > 

" Well what on this earth will that man do next?" 
So list'ning to these whisky arguments, 
One sometimes, sits and wonders, well what next ? 
Well next, beside themselves with rage, they shout; 

ic Men: always have dbane, and they always will." 

In answer to this claim so often made; 
At least this much, with reason, may be said. 
It does not follow, that because a wrong, 
Has wrought its woe in all the ages past; 
That it must still continue, through all time. 
Our God is slow to wrath; He suffers long; 
And patiently, holds back His thunder-bolts; 



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Till 'ill His people's prayers and cries are heard; 
Till all their "tears are bottled"; Till the cup, 

The Mtter cup, of that great wrong is full: 
And then it is, He rises in His might, 
And making bare, His own almighty arm; 

With one fell stroke, this long permitted wrong 
I- -mitten; nevermore to curse the World. 

How was it, in the case of Slavery ? 

Tor it, this same gnat cry was often raised; 

11 Slaves have been, therefore, slaves must always be.' 1 
But that great (rod who sits in Heaven, spoke. 

11 The chains of slavery shall clank no more: 
This cup is full; My time has come." He rose; 
He broke those shackles, and the wcrld is fbeb. 
Just so; with this accursed liquor woe: 
Its doom is sealed: Its cup is almost full: 
A few more precious lives, and prayers and tears, 
A few more battles, and perhaps defeats; 
Then comes the victory; for God will rise, 
And soon His red hot thunder-bolts, will fall: 
Alas for those on whom they fall! For who 
Can s;ive, when once His wrath begins to burn, 
Which has so long been sluinb'ring in His brea 

Oh! blinded, foolish liquor men ! Beware! 
There is a just and holy God on High: 
Although for ages, you have cursed the world, 
Yet now your time is short. We counsel you 
Co quil tliis wicked traffic, ere the stroke 
( )f (iod's hot hand shall hurl you into Hell. 
Oh! would; Hint all these blinded eyes might s 

And these hard hearts, might make their peace with God; 

Might taste His love, before they feel His wrath; 
Might tly to Him, before it is too late. 



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III. 

Again, we hear these " whiskyites " exclaim: 

But ' ' Prohibition cannot be enforced, 

It is a failure, where it has been tried •" 

This is the thread- bare cry on every hand; 

In Corner Groceries, and in saloons, 

In drugstores, grog shops, and low dogerien,. 

In liquor houses, wholesale and retail, 

In breweries, and in distilleries; 

In fact, wherever Alcohol is King; 

This cry is raised, by every whisky <c pimp 5 * 

And every " tippler/' all beer-guzzling bloats,. 

All drunkards reeling to their wretched homes,. 

All those vile hypocrites, who loudly claim 

To be the very best of Temperance men, 

And yet who like their " toddy/' and slip 'round 

Quite frequently, through some saloon's back door* 

And take a e( dram or two," and often more, 

In order to be friendly with cc the boys." 

All whisky " papers " subsidized by rum, 

(Their name is legion) who bow blindly down> 

And for the Liquor Dealers' gold, consent 

To lick the very dust beneath their feet, 

And at their bidding, publish all their lies: 

All weak-kneed politicians, who have felt, 

The power of the mighty " liquor Eing," 

Who have no manhood, to oppose the wrong, 

Or battle for the right; all these alike, 

Bow down and worship, at Eum's shrine of sin; 

They line their pockets, with its blood-stained gold, 

And with unblushing shame, its lies repeat; 

These are the classes, that with tearful eyes 

Are crying: "Prohibition can't succeed 

But it is an ' utter failure ' everywhere." 

We ask, How could it possibly be worse, 



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With " Prohibition laws" than it ia now, 
Beneath the wise (?) restraints of M License la? 
Why anyone, of any a._ i i >r sex, 
At any time or place, can gel strong drink, 
It" they have money? as things now exisl ; 

( UnleS8 it is behind our prison wall - 

Then how could Prohibition make il worse, 
If it should really " altogether fail 

But only give us Prohibition once, 

And avc would make at least, this grand exchange. 

Upon our li Statute books ,J would be inscribed, 

A just and holy law, instead of tin 

Unjust, Satanic 9 futile s License laws. 

This hue and cry, that Prohibition fails; 
And cannot be enforced, ta wholly falsi. 
Tis not a failure, but a grand succ< 

undeniable statistics show: 
Where Prohibition has been fairly tried, 
It always has reduced, if not removed 
The woe intoxicating drinks produce. 
Of such statistics, one can find, with ease, 
An almost endless host, to prove these facts, 
If there were need: But this one point alone; 

ver most completely overthrows, 
This cry of "failure" by the whisky "ring." 
This point, a little child can understand. 
If Prohibition fails so: We should like 
To know; why, in the name of common sense 1 , 
All Liquor-dealera hate it as they (\o } 
And fight it to the death, and rage and fume, 
And curse and swear, and call its advoc I 
Fanatics, bigots, fools and hypocrit 

If they were honest ?) why did liquor-men 
Bend money, by the thousand-, to the Stal 
Of Kansa8, Cowa and Maine, to figh< 



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This so-called Prohibition " failure" there? 

Do whiskey-men pour out their gold for naught ? 

Why have they pledged themselves, if 'tis required, 

To furnish millions more to other States, 

To fight " Amendments" pending everywhere, 

11 Prohibiting forever" their vile trade ? 

Do wise men fight an " utter failure" thus ? 

If Prohibition fails so, one would think 

That liquor men would be the very first 

To doff their hats and shout " Hurrah! hurrah! 

For Prohibition." "Oh! Consistency, 

Thou art a jewel!" Oh! how fair thou art! 

One is reminded by this "Liquor League" 

Of that " good, pious grocer" who once said 

To John, his boy: "John, have you chalked the starch ?'* 

"Oh, yes," said John. "And did you put that sand 
Into the sugar, John ?" "I did," said John. 

" And have you watered well that rum ?" "I have," 
John said. " Well, then," said he, "come in to praters/* 
Ah, no! These liquor-dealers know full well, 
That of all foes the one they dread the most 
Is Prohibition, "failure" though it be. 
May God grant many "failures" such as this. 



IV. 

"Well, "Prohibition interferes," say they, 

With liberty and individual rights." 

It is affirmed "that all men have the right 

To eat and drink and wear just what they please. 

Hence "sumptuary laws" are all unjust. 

Why, yes, of course, we have the right to eat 

Or drink most deadly poisons, if we choose, 

But if they kill us, need we be surprised ? 

Of course, all men and women have the right (?) 

To run stark naked through our public streets. 



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Amid these cries for " liberty" we find 

Beneath apparent fairness, deeply cloaked, 

A fallacy which most men overlook, 

And which the devil carefully conceals, 

Lest, being seen, it might curtail his work 

Of drafting new recruits for death and Hell, 

By crippling his great growing liquor trade, 

Which furnishes the most of these recruits. 

This fallacy appears, when we reflect, 

That Prohibition never says one word, 

About what men must eat or drink or wear; 

But only deals, with what they make and sell. 

'Tia true, a state has no just right to say, 

What men must eat, or what they must not drink: 

Yet everywhere, all nations recognize 

This principle, that states do have the right. 

Not only to inspect, but to control 

Completely, any thing their citizens, 

May make or sell, or even give away, 

Whenever it endangers public good, 

Or brings about disaster to the State. 

To-day we find, both Germany and Franco, 

Prohibiting by law, the sale of pork, 

Exported from our own America, 

And none deny, their right to pass such laws. 

And in our own beloved land, you see 

This principle acknowledged everywhere: 

No man can plant a powder magazine, 

Or bone-dust factory, or slaughter-house, 

Down in the hearts of cities or of towns; 

Yet none complain of liberties curtailed. 

Suppose some butcher, oj^ning up his shop, 
Begins to Bell, diseased and tainted meat 
Through >ut your town, till many are made sick: 
And furthermore, suppose you go to him, 
And say, "See here Sir, you can't sell such meat; 






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It /is against the law: What would you think, 
If ( like our bloated liquor men) he thrusts 
Both thumbs into the arm-holes of his vest, 
And ''standing on his dignity" should say, 
' This country's free: Men have a perfect right, 
To eat and drink and wear, just what they please; 
And therefore, I shall sell my tainted meat ? " 
What would you do ? Why, if no other way 
Could be devised, to stop his ' 'horrid" trade, 
Your town would gather round, that " dreadful" shop, 
And taking out that "woful wicked" wretch, 
You soon would hang him to the nearest tree; 
While an admiring world, would say "Amen." 
Now had we shops for selling tainted meat, 
On every corner, and in every town 
Throughout the land; they never could produce, 
One-half the misery and crime and death, 
Produced by all our soul-less liquor shops: 
Yet (Oh ! Consistency!) our Government 
Prohibits, Yes, ' Prohibits" that's the word, 
Prohibits tainted meat and impure milk, 
And "licenses" this deadly liquor trade; 
Oar greatest Curse; this deepest wrong of all; 
This most stupendous evil of our age. 
If this is liberty: Oh! let us hope, 
That we, at least, may never be set free. 
How can it injure " individual rights" 
To stop this liquor traffic, anymore -• 
Than stopping men from selling tainted meat, 
Adulterated milk, or noxious food 
Of any kind ? Behold! how men sometimes, 
Gulp down a camel, straining at a gnat! 

Alas! there is a far more solemn side, 
To this great question, touching " private rights," 
Which whisky men's consummate selfishness 
Completely overlooks, and swooping down 



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It oft lias blinded, thoughtless Temperance men. 
These men misled, by B >und instead of sen 

Have stupidly supposed, and still insist; 
That States can pass d » laws, which interfere 

With citizens, who make and sell strong drink, 
With -at infringing on their liberties. 

Oh! how one is this narrow view! 

Save others then, no rights, in this free land, 

Bat whisky •' 1 ;uid " bonded liquor '" lord- i 

These men, who deal out naught but pain and death? 

These men, whose awful business, blasts the 1 i 

Of millions of their race; and sucks their souls 

Down through the seething vortex of strong drink, 

Into their hopeless Hell of endless woe; 

Are there no "individual rights" but their 

And is there then, no liberty but rum'- ! 

Where are the liberties of drunkard's wiv< 

The liberties of children, starved by drink ? 

The liberties of many noble men 

- »l down with bulleti fired by brandied brains ? 

'What " individual rights " had that j)oor man, 

Killed by a drunken madman, not long since, 

Upon the railway, in a " sleeping" car 

Of the n Ohio, Mississippi u road ? 

A man who has been drinking sev'ral d 

Is marching up and down, this sleeping car: 

His brain seems like a mass of glowing coals 

Almost white hot; At last the crisis comes: 

All reas >n gone; his madness blazes forth 

mi blood-shot eyes: He draws his pistol out: 
He whirls, and sends a bullet through the heart, 

of one, whom he had never seen before. 
Had that dead man no u private liberty 
Or had his stricken wife and children nom 

\ dn we ask: What of the liberties 

Of Lincoln; whose great name we all revere: 



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"When just before, Booth killed him, it is known 

He drank strong brandy, and thus nerved his arm 

To slay our Nation's honored President? 

Once more, with tearful eyes, and hearts yet sore, 

From deep sad swelling aching grief, we ask : 

What of the " individual liberties " 

Qf gaufield, our beloved martyred Chief; 

When, just two days before the fatal shot, 

His vile assassin had been "beastly" drunk? 

Why, even in this free, free land of ours, 

~No one is safe, at any time or place, 

From President to pauper, while this fiend 

Of drink may freely range at liberty, 

Destroying whom he will. Oh ! brave and true 

Americans! behold the other side! 

There is another side; and other rights 

There are besides these so-called rights (?) of rum. 

And other liberties besides those claimed 

So loudly by the liquor- dealing ring. 

May God soon open wide our blinded eyes, 

To see, in what true liberty consists, 

To Wit: NO LIBERTY TO DO THE WRONG, 
BUT UTMOST LIBERTY TO DO THE RIGHT. 



Again we hear these liquor men assert: 
That IC Prohibition strikes at f vested rights ' 
We have invested money in good faith, 
In this great liquor traffic; and we claim, 
That now the Government can pass no laws, 
To stop this trade she has so long upheld; 
For thus she sweeps away our source of wealth, 
And renders valueless our property." 
(How does this great objection harmonize, 
With that one, claiming " Prohibition fails V 



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He who tolls one untruth, is oft compelled 
T tell B Becond to conceal the first.) 
There possibly may Le Borne little weight (?) 

In this objection, from the shameful fact. 

That since her birth, our nation lias sustai: 

Ami fostered, this great, growing, wicked trade, 

And '' legalized by law '' this giant wrong. 

But look a moment, at the other Bide. 

We Bhould remember this important truth: 

That when some great and long-continued wrong 

Is righted, then, must those concerned in it 

Be injured, more or less; and as a rule 

It hurts, those who are most to blame, the worst. 

If men persist in doing what is wrong, 

They must endure the whirlwind when it comes. 

Suppose that " tainted-meat man" should affirm, 

That he had put u his all " into that/meat, 

And would be ruined, if he couh] not sell: 

All men would justly say: " "We can't help that 

"Whatever happens, you sha'n't sell such meat.'' 

It will be found, when Prohibition comes, 

That it will come so slowly, all will have 

The necessary time, to turn their wealth 

Into some worthy, honest, useful trade. 

Their money may not yield., quite sjich great gain-; 

But what it does yield, will be clean and just, 

Unstained by drunkards' wives and childrens" tears. 

Such wealth will bless their homes, and give them p 

Although they will not likely bo so rich, 

Y< | much more happy will they be, than now 

Q all their wicke 1 wealth is steeped in sin, 
And crimsoned with the stains of human blood. 

S )ine claim, (( That if a state should stop this trade, 
I • >uld, at least, make g >o 1 the loss of tfa 
E kffic, who would be 

Thrown out of business, if a law was passed 



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Enacting Prohibition." Think you so ? 
"Why it would be more just, by far, to imy 
For all the slaves set f*ee, by our late war. 
Behold! the ruin Drink has always wrought: 
Behold! the countless millions, liquor men 
Have stolen from the treasures of the State : 
Behold! feow they have trampled under foot 
Our claims, and openly transgressed our laws: 
Behold! the great expense, their crimes entailed, 
Behold! the little pittance, they have paid, 
Toward meeting this expense; and all must see, 
There's nothing in these claims, for "vested rights" 
And that these men have caused enough of woe; 
And made enough, out of their wicked trade; 
And have no further claims upon the State, 
However much they squirm beneath her stroke, 
By which she ends their business, for all time. 
Did Liquor Dealers pay back to the State, 
A tithe, of all they've stolen from her wealth; 
Eternity itself, would scarcely give. 
Them time, by hardest toil, to pay their debt: 
While every child of God. with horror knows, 
A whole eternity, of speechless woe, 
Will never, never pay their debt to God : 
"Unless, before their death, the Spirit's grace, 
Shall bless their souls, and lead them to the Cross, 
And work repentence in their stony hearts. 
Poor, wicked, wretched ones; They need our prayers. 
God knows! 'Tis all the debt, to them, we owe. 

Some people ask, apparently concerned, 
,,{ But then, what would we do with all our corn, 
If Prohibition should be made the law ? " 
One good old lady says; "Make starch of it, 
To stiffen the back-bones of Temperance men/' 
Perhaps the best reply of all was made 
By one plain " Hoosier" farmer' not long since; 



4 " Why, we will raise more pork — LE88 HELL," he said. 
Par better, let our grain rot in the field ; 
Par better, pour it out into th< 
Than turn it into brandy, gin and beer, 
To lead ourselves, and neighbors down to death, 
\ 8 there no drunkards' famTies. in the land, 
Whose money, had it not been spent f >r drink, 
Slight well have purchased, all our extra grain v 

Away! with all BUch senseless sophistries: 

Ls it' we must destroy our happy Ik Mi,' 

And starve our children; beggar all our land, 
And scatter ruin everywhere; and bring 
Down "ii us endless WOeSj and all to help 
The Devil's liquor trade, for fear, forsooth, 
We might not find a market for our grain! 
Alas! Alas! All fools are not vet dead! 



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lin, some say: u The Bibl] drink, 

And therefore, it is wrong to stop this trade. 
Our Lord made wine, and doubtless drank it too; 

( ).' coursi H cannot then, be wrong to drink. 

All men, except a few religious cranks, 
Ri ject this 'two-wine' theory, as false. 
Oli! yes, my pious friend, we have you now; 
The Bible's on our side; why, don't you know, 
That Paul himself, told Timothy to take 
A little wine, jus! for his stomach's 

And don't you know, that almost everywhere 

Throughoul His Word, the greal God bl jsee wine I 

Why then oppose what (iod himself commend 

\V. t\. [| isamosl noteworthy fact: 
That now, t >r age8, when some great reform 

Has come, to help the world, and bless our rac< 



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The Bible, first of all, is made to prove, 

That this reform is wrong, and can't succeed. 

Bow was it less than thirty years ago, 

Here in our own beloved, favored land ? 

"Whole millions, then believed and proved, they thought, 

From God's own Word: that Slavery w T as right. 

Who tries to prove it from the Bible now ? 

The time will come, and at no distant day, 

When men will no more, think of bringing forth 

The Bible, to uphold this liquor trade, 

Than now they think, of making it support, 

That vile c 'slave system," wiped out with our blood. 

But does the Bible really favor rum ? 

To this we firmly hold. God's W 7 ord is true; 

And every word of it by Him inspired. 

It follows then, if we accept this truth; 

That God (unless He contradicts Himself; 

W T hich every Christian knows, can never be) 

Must be opposed to this great drunkard trade, 

For in His holy word Ho plainly states: 

No drunkard can into my kingdom come." 

And yet, we know, He longs that all be saved. 

But that intoxicating wine was made 

At Cana, by our Lord, we must deny; 

And we defy, all men, or any man, 

To prove, He ever made or used such wine. 

Our Lord was sinless, then, can we suppose, 

That, at "that marriage/' when the guests had drank 

Already, much "poor wine," the Lord would make, 

Much more, still stronger w r ine, to make them drunk ? 

Since God is true: W 7 o know, it can not be, 

That, that "strong drink" He curses, is the same, 

W T ith that "new wine" on w r hich His blessing rests. 

And is it not at least significant; 

That when our blessed Savior, institutes 

His ''holy supper" just before His death, 



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Which is to be observed, throughout all til 

He does not even deign to Bpeak of wii 

Nor on mtion it. He Bimply says, 

The cup' 1 or i chance "fruit of the to 

And as for Timothy 

His total abstinence, that it require 

A c c < ; v > , 1 inspired command/ 1 before he would 

msent to take wine as a medicii 
Then just a little, for his stomach's sake. 
We do believe there are two kinds of wine, 
Concerning which, God in His Bible sj 
The one fermented, and the other not; 
One kind He blessed, the other kind He curse-. 1: 
And the presumption, we are bold to say, 
[a vkkv strong (and none eauruovi: it fata 
That never did our sinless Savior make, 
Or use, fermented wines of any kind. 
And Oh! that christian churches, would unite, 
To banish from the "supper of their Lord" 
The Devil's own "intoxicating howl" 
And only use the fresh "fruit of the vine" 
Which never leads those who have once "reformed" 
To seek, again, the drunkard's life of Bin, 

But on the other hand, su; pose we grant, 

(And barely (?) p088ibly it may be so) 

That Jesus, made and used, fermented wine: 

It does not therefore follow, that our Lord, 

Looks down upon our presi NT liquor curse 

Approvingly, Think you that Tender One 

"Who while on Earth, "broke never once 

The brui I toking flax," 

Whose ono great loving mis-ion, was ,l t<> bind 

Qp broken hearts, and comfort those who mourn. " 

I >< I ights in this accursed liquor tradi ? 

[f Be were here upon cur Earth to-day. 

And we should ask Ilim: Lord, dost thou appft 



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Of this great whisky trade, which everywhere, 
Is spreading woe and ruin in its wake? 
What answer would he make, do you suppose ? 
If He denounced the Pharisees, as thieves 
And hypocrites; Think you, that He would speak 
In tones more tender, to these men, who deal 
Out death and Hell; against His strict command, 
'Put not the bottle, to thy neighbor's lips? " 
No Jesus favors not this awful curse; 
His Bible stands, and will forever stand, 
Opposed to this whole traffic in strong drink: 
And time will vindicate, its changeless Truth, 
However much, men now may wrest its words 
And twist them round to serve the Devil's ends. 
The Heavens and the Earth, shall pass away; 
But never shall one jot of God's Word fail." 
And this unchanging Word, distinctly says: 
The drunkard's life is woe; his death is Hell. 

How foolish then, it is for men to urge. 
That God Himself and His most holy Word, 
Approve, our present, blighting, liquor curse. 
Let us remember, that the times have changed: 
That this adulterated and distilled, 
This "doctored," poisoned, and fermented stuff, 
Called "liquor" by us now, is nothing like 
The mild and grape-made wines of Bible times. 
'Tis only, in the last few hundred years, 
The Devil has discovered, to our race, 
These deadly drugs, fermented and distilled; 
But as he grows more versed and bold in sin, 
He uses these dread liquors, more and more, 
Until to-day, his whole dominion shakes, 
With shouts and praises of this Demon Drink; 
Who drags one soul each minute, down to death; 
No wonder Satan grins, with hellish glee, 
And counts this most infernal Fiend of all, 






\ in his work of woe, 

at God did nol fore-know all thi 
• l in Hid Word, 
B Lays down this great Truth , Itismosl 
T ything, whei 

DB WEAK.' 4 

aeer and scoff, 
An I gainst the Scriptures, if they wish; 

aceforth, let no true believ* 
That God's most holy Bible favors Drink. 



A r 1 1 :. 

Again, these whisky men, with tearful 
i form us, " That oub greatest reveni bs 

;i:m Tuvi i'i ', azid our Government, 
I ;■ be maintained, were these cut off." 

What an objection!!! Are we then s i poor 
That National expenses, can't be met, 
Unless we enter into partnership, 
With ihis foul Demon Drink, our greatest curse, 
And foster and uphold our greatest foe ? 
Must our expenses as a Government, 

ttled, with the price cf bloo 
Must we continue evermore 1j reap, 
Our largesi revenues, from haunts of vice, 
From poverty and pain, from sin and shame? 
Par better, trust the people to defray 
e national expense, or better still, 

I a lax, to raise our revenues. 

Directly on the people. They would find 
It easier by far, to pay Buch tax, 

m to maintain, this wa iteful liquor trade, 
give us half the money, spent f >r rum, 
And we could pay all national an I 
All c< >unty and municipal ox] 



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And then besides, sweep from our nation's books, 
Our public debt, in less that five short years. 

Here is one fact, men often overlook: 

There reigns on High, a just and holy God, 

Who £ 'keeps the books" by which all men and states 

Are judged. Now as to individual men, 

There is a future world to judge them in, 

"Where crooked things of Earth, are all made straight: 

The Righteous there are blessed, who suffered here; 

And wicked ones, who while on Earth, seemed blest 

Must meet their punishment, beyond the tomb. 

Not so with nations. They are judged on Earth. 

They have no place on High: so when they sin, 

They suffer here; for God who changes not, 

Has said. "If nations do transgress my laws, 

And walk not in my ways; I'll visit then 

Their faults with rods, their sins with chastisements." 

Because, on High, a just God kept the books, 

The proudest nations, Earth has ; ever known, 

Have crumbled into dust: and all theiirpomp, 

And wealth and might, have long since passed away. 

Nor need we think, that this our goodly land, 

Shall neveT share a like disastrous fate. 

If we neglect to heed the warning voice, 

Of Him, who keeps the records from on High. 

Already have we felt, the heavy hand 

Of God in anger, for our nation's sin, 

"Was it an accident that Lincoln died? 
Upon the eighth of April, "sixty-five," 
The Southern forces, under General Lee, 
Surrendered to the forces under Grant, 
At Appomatox Court-House; by which act 
The war was virtually brought to a close. 
'Twas Saturday; and during all that night. 
The busy wires, were sending far and near, 



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Throughout the Northern States, the joyous news 
The holy Sabbath morn, dawned, bright with Peace, 

And serine! to Bay, to one and all: " Thank God, 
Come, M-\ k His " courts' 1 ami worship at His f< 
Bui people everywhere, seemed wild with j 
And in our cities and our larger towns, 

Instead of going to the "house of pra 
And praising (rod; for Victory and Peace; 
They rushed "pell-mell" in»to the public streets, 
Fired cannons; and Bang patriotic songs; 
Made speeches* and in many other w;t; 
Dishonored God's most sacred day of rest. 
The hearts of many of God's children bled, 
To see this wholesale disregard, for Him 
And for His holy day; and some true souls, 
Predicted, that in Justice, He would bring, 
Some dire calamity, upon our land, 
For this bold desecration, of His day. 
Was this a prophecy ? Mark well, this fact. 
The sounds of these wild Sabbath revelries, 
Had scarcely died away: "When Friday night, 
The Fourteenth-day of April; Hark! Behold! 
All stand aghast! for all have heard the crack 
Of the assassin's pistol: and our Chief, 
Li< - dying in our nation's Capitol. 
( >ne Sabbath in the wildness of our joy, 
We trample under-foot, God's holy day; 
The next, we sit and weep in silence, dumb, 
With stricken hearts, around the lifeless form 
( )f our slaughtered Chieftain. Oh! we ask 
Once more, in view of all these solemn facl 
Was it an accident, that Lincoln di< • I : 

Thou, greal Republic! Proud, United Stal 
Oh! tremble, for thy princely reyen 
They me from crime and woe and death: 

Thy liquor gold, is stained with thine own blood: 



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Each whisky dollar, tells a tale of want : 

Each dime is wet with thine own children's tears, 

"Wrung from thy drunkard's wives and starving babes. 

How canst thou touch, a single-blood-stained cent 

Drained from the Godless gains, of this vile trade? 

Oh! Proud and Eich Eepublic! Bear in mind, 

That God is just; and that He keeps thy books! I! 

How was it, just a few short years ago? 

Our Southern brethren, thinking they were right, 

(But were in error sadly) boasted much, 

That ' 'labor, in the South was free. They kept 

Their slaves, and paid them nothing for their work/' 

Our nation sanctioned that accursed, wrong 

And how it ended: Ah! we know too well! 

God kept the books; and by our awful war, 

We paid, for every dollar, every cent, 

Of that "free labor" with the precious blood, 

Of husbands, fathers, brothers, lovers, sons, 

Who died, to strike the shackles from the slave. 

On High, that same just God, still keeps the books; 

And for each blood-stained dime and dollar drained, 

From this, still more crime-crimsoned, liquor Curse, 

He will, in due time, call us to account. 

Why was our noble Garfield slain? And w r hy 

Are earthquakes, cyclones, fires and floods so rife? 

Oh! let us hear and heed, God's warning voice, 

And cease depending, for our revenues, 

Upon the Devil's traffic in strong drink; 

Lest, God's hot thunder-bolts, of long pent wrath. 

Blast us forever, and His angry waves 

Of fury, dashing o'er our rum-cursed land 

Engulf us, in this maelstrom of strong drink, 

And sink us into ruin, for our sin. 

Must we destroy, the bodies and the souls, 

Of thousands of our people, every year, 

To raise the funds, to run the Government? 






Well may we hide our h< ith burning shame; 

For we are paying off our public debt, 

\\ th revenues, ol liquor's blood-stained <-> r <»ld. 

Well may we tremble, for our future fate, 

Unless repenting, ere M is too I i 

W< atop, henceforth, all partnership with Prink; 

I . b God who keeps our nation's books, should come, 

And should requite us, " double for our .sin." 



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11 Wb DOS ■■ •> WE 1UVR, 

How then Bhall we - tricter law?' 1 

Of course, we don't enforce the laws wo ha 
And Nc\< r can, for they are wicked laws, 

And wicked law, can never be enforced. 
Behold! our laws for "fugitives" who fled 

From Southern Slavery, to Northern soil: 

That law; which seized these slaves i nt them haeli 

To groan, beneath a bondage, worse than death. 

Was that most wicked law enforced? 

So from v( ry nature- of th 
These wicked License laws, will never be 
Enforced: 1 m n can't \m> bad mew wo 

Tis vain; to set a thief, to wateh a thief. 
Like "Pat," who stole the pig, hut was discharged 
When clearly h( lilty. "Ah!" said Pat, 

11 And faith, I knowed, T wud he innocint, 
For did not sivin, of them jury-min, 
Have aich a paice, uv that same blessed pig 
How can it then b( •, that whisky laws, 

Enacted and upheld by liquor men, 
Should fail, to siem the tide of drunkenne 
l . I .-. l mp'ranee man, go into "court/ 1 

And try to make these laws, suppress Btrong drink; 

lie fails, he always has, and always will; 



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Not only are these laws all wrong, but more; 
In almost every county-seat, and state, 
Our "courts" and " legislatures" are controlled, 
By this vile liquor trade, to which they how, 
And at whose "beck and nod'' they speak and act.. 
Just look behind the scenes, and you will see, 
Why courts and legislatures, bend to rum, 
The most of them, are fishing for the "spoils;" 
And "Rummies" fill their greedy hands with gold. 
But more; these "Rummies" go to them and say: 
Our votes elected you; therefore you must, 
mitto us, cr we will "cut your throats 
Politicly. " And as a rule they yikld. 
(No wonder Temperance work "goes by the board/') 
This game of "buy and sell" is going on 
Between our Office Seekers every day, 
And liquor men, and has been, now for years. 
Thus have good Temperance men been duped; and lv 
(Through which, the "Liquorites" could always find, 
Some loop-hole to escape by) have been jessed: 
Our legislatures, bribed by whisky gold; 
Our Office Holders, bought by whisky votes, 
Have passed such laws, to "hold the Temp'rancc men;" 
And yet, have whispered to the "Liquor League" 
: Yy'c merely want to hold the Temperance vote; 
But you may rest assured, these license laws 
Can never be, and shall not be enforced, 
At least, so long as we shall have control." 

Oh! Ternp'rance men! Have we no rights? No yotesI 
ye submit, to this accursed scheme, 
cheat us out of all we hold most dear? 
Awake! all honest, noble, Temp'rance men! 
And let us stand up bravely, for our rights. 
"We have our rights; what ever "Bummies" say: 
"We have a voice and vote, let us be bold; 
To use them for our country and our God. 



We have been far too easy, in the past. 

We need more stamina, more real back-bone. 

We need to let these "Rummies" understand, 

They shall not rule and ruin, this fair land. 

We too, must go to those who make our laws. 
And say to them: "Our votes elected you: 
So you must take out of our "statute" books, 
These wicked laws, which can not he enforced, 

And give us laws which will remove this curse: 

And if you will not do what we demand; 

We'll turn you out, and put in those who will. 

A large majority is on our side, 

If we would only all together stand, 

And heart to heart, work for our common cause. 

A county, is "ground down" by twenty men; 

A mighty city, often crushed and cursed, 

It may be, by one thousand Liquorites: 

Our whole great nation, fifty millions strong, 

Is groaning, underneath the iron heel 

Of hall a million, licensed "Liquor Lords." 

Oh! Temp'rance Workers! Come, Awake! Arise I 
God's on our side, and Bight is on our side; 
I. i us stand firm! Let us be brave and true I 
And soon we'll see the turning of the tide; 
Ami when at length it turns, and our vote 
Outweighs the whisky vote: we'll see these men 
Who now are cringing at the feet of rum, 
Turn 'round, and shout, "I am a Temp'rance man, 
My mother taught me Temp'rance from a child." 
And for our votes, they willjdenounce strong drink 
A- fiercely, as they now proclaim its praise. 
And when the battle, has at last been fought; 
The virt'ry won; the Demon Drink laid low; 
Then who will gel the credit, for the fight 1 

Will those brave men, who by their votes, compelled 

Their Legislators, to enact just laws; 



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And made these Office Seekers, change their minds ? 

No, No, indeed! Ah! No! but these same men 

Who now are aiding rum; will then stand forth, 

In all their dignity, and boundless ' 'brass" 

And shout, with one accord: "We killed the Bear!" 

'Twas always thus, in every great Reform. 



IX. 

Again they tell us, " It is better far, 

To have no law at all; than have a law 

Which cannot be enforced." " We have," say they, 
" Upon our statute books, enough of laws 

Already, if they only were enforced, 

To quickly, stamp this liquor business out." 

Oh, blinded Leaders, of the still more blind! 

If these profound objections, show your minds, 

When, ye once die, all wisdom will be dead. 
11 Enough of Temp'rance laws ?" Why, Yes, indeed! 

We have enough; that's true: Such as they are; 

And far too many, for our country's good. 
11 Enforce these "wicked" laws?" As well attempt, 

With one small cup, to dip the ocean dry. 

Once more, we hear these Liquor Dealers say: 
" If people only would enforce these laws, 

There would be little trouble, with this trade." 

Who rule this land; and who are sov'reign here ? 

The people ? or the men who execute 

The people's will ? Must we indeed elect 

Our Officers, to do our nation's work, 

And then have all this work to do ourselves ? 

W T hose business is it, to enforce the law ? 

The people's ? or those Officers, who are ' 

Elected, with that very end in view ? 

Our Officers, should serve the people's will; 



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Wl boo often now, we are their dupi 

The; make us wicked laws, and then sit down, 
And tell us to enforce them, if we can. 
And if we do attempt it; they arise 

And Bay, " The Constitution's in the way," 

(>r by Borne other pretext, just as fals< 
They manage to give whisky men full sway. 
Instead of telling tlu-se— our "public" men, 

dust what we want : and what we tru an to hat) 
I ear after year, we vote for liquor men, 
And then Vow down on bended knees, and hvg 
These men to do their duty. Oh! for shame! 
Let us no longer, vote for Liquoril 
And then "pe/ttion"*them to stop their trade: 
But let us he more wise, and vote for none, 
Who are not "pledged" to execute our will. 
They are our servants; and to get our votes, 
Will gladly hear and heed, our just demands, 
When once, our votes outnumber, those of rum. 

These Dear, Consistent, Liquor-dealing Knav< 
Are very much concerned, just now, for fear, 

" If we should pass a Prohibition law, 

It could not be enforced; and this would have 
A bad effect on people everywhere, 
By teaching them to disregard all law, 
Till anarchy, at last, would seal our doom*" 

• c oil! better far," say they, <: to have no law; 
Than have one, to be trampled under loot." 
J i . Patriotic, Noble-minded m 
How often, will your wisdom save the 31 it< I 
Oh, how ye tremble, at the awful thought, 
That laws enacted, might not be enforced! 
Oh, ye who daily break the laws v. 
Whence Bprings this sudden loyalty to law? 
When into Kansas, Prohibition came: 

how you bloated, blear-eyed drunkards_\. 



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(Who had not been to church for twenty years) 
To think, that should this ' 'awful law" prevail, 
The Church, would not be able to obtain 

u Communion wine" and all men would "be LOST." 
And when, to comfort them, a good old man 
Suggested, they could use, some "raisin juice" 
One poor old "beer-bloat" tearfully replied; 

fl Well Deacon, you may possibly palm off 
Your raisin-water, on your fellow-men; 
But you can not deceive the blessed Lord:" 
And that poor fellow, trembled at the thought, 
That Prohibition, would destroy the Church. 
Whence sprang that sudden zeal, for Christian work? 

But coming back, directly to the plea, 
" That Prohibition, could not be enforced, 
And would create a disrespect for law." 
We ask, Do these same liquor men, who fear, 
" If passed, a Prohibition law would fail" 

Bespect, these so-called Temp'rance laws we have ? 
There is not one saloon, in all this land, 
That does not violate existing laws. 
Why, in collecting liquor revenues, 
The government must watch these whisky men 
Just like it would, a set of thieving Knaves: 
For every chance they get, they break the law, 
And mock at "Justice" in their dreadful work. 
And yet these very men, turn round and cry, 
11 Ho law, is better than a law that's dead: 
Oh, don't, don't pass a Prohibition law, 
For it will fail, and thus disgrace the land." 
Oh! Precious Jewel! Sweet Consistency! 
In Liquor's galaxy, how bright thou art !! ? 

The history of nation's, makes this plain: 

That holy laws, ennoble men and states; 

And lead to happiness and strength and peace. 






Though Bometimea brol they win respect; 

And as they are i 1, they lift men up, 

To higher aims, and butter views of life. 

While it is just as true, that wicked laws, 

'.ule all those, who make them, or attempt 
put them into practice. Everywhere 

They are despised. They lead men into sin, 

Ami end in being trampled under-foot. 

Their tendency, from first t ) last, is bad. 

They lead to misery, Bometimes to blood; 

And always cause a jubilee in Hell. 

To shun the bad, is wise; to choose the good, 
la wiser still; hence every righteous law, 
Enacted and enforced, confirms, supports, 
All other righteous laws; and all combine, 
To make it harder, to commit a crime; 
And ever easier, to do what's right. 
Tis true; men often break these righteous laws; 
But must they, therefore, straightway be repealed ? 
We have our laws, against all other crimes; 
As treason, murder, bribery and theft; 
And yet men steal, and kill their fellow men: 
Must we enact no laws against these crinn 
Tor fear, they might be broken now and then ? 
Had we a righteous Prohibition law, 
It would be just as rigidly enforced, 
And would as fully check, the crime of drink- 
As laws for treasons, murders, bribes and thefts, 
Restrain mankind, from these obnoxious crimes. 
a Prohibition fail, because, perchance, 

I • ui't stop ''drinking" everywhere, at one 
As well aS86Ti ; all murder laws are vain, 
Because, sometimes, man slays his brother man. 

While wicked laws, blast all respect for law, 

A righteous law upholds, (/// righteous laws; 



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For in proportion, as it is enforced, 

It strengthens, the enforcement of all law. 

Sli jDpose "all drinking" could be stopped at once; 

The law for murder, soon would feel the change; 

For nearly all our murders spring from Drink. 

Would not the law for theft, be strengthened, too ? 

Where can you find a greater thief than rum ? 

And what about the law for bribery ? 

Who can afford, to offer larger bribes 

Than these poor blinded, wretched whisky men, 

Whom Satan hires, to help replenish Hell? 

And what about the laws of chastity ? 

Would they not also be more strictly kept ? 

Well does wine's color mark the harlot's house; 

For wine produces lusts, and these in turn 

Beget vile fornications; yea, and worse, 

Adulteries, with all their nameless woes. 

Oh, where in all the catalogue of laws 

Enacted to suppress the blackest crimes, 

Is one, that Prohibition will not aid ? 

Thou All-wise God ! Thou art the source of law 
Both natural and moral. Born of Thee 
All law3 together work to do Thy w r ill, 
And at thy bidding execute those plans 
Which glorify Thy name, and bless mankind. 
Help us then Lord! to bring our human laws 
Into conformity to Thine and thus 
Obtain Thy blessing, and avoid Thy curse. 

Great numbers think, that in these Gospel days, 
There is no need for law. "We are" say they, 
" No longer under law, but under grace." 

'Tis true, we're under grace, but 'tis not true, 
That we are not amenable to law. 
For Christ Himself declared; "If ye love Me 
Keep My commandments." No! God's holy law 



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, and men are being brought 
Bach moment, more and more beneath its Bway« 
The World's &o1 growing worse, by any means, 
Bui one by one, man's laws, are being made, 
I • jwe< I accord, to harmonize with God's, 

In Revelation We are plainly told, 
11 An Angel with a great chain in his hand 
( >mes down From Heav'n to Earth, and laying hold, 
On that old Dragon-Serpent, who is calk I 
The Devil, binds him for a thousand year-.'' 
This chain the Angel uses, probably [s law. 
And with it, even now, for aughi we know, 
Tis likely he is binding Satan fast. 
Just as the spider's victim, Btrand by Btrand, 
Is bound up in the meshes (^ her web; 
Just so, God's mighty Angel, link by link, 
And fold by fold, is wrapping Satan round 
With that great breakless chain which we call law. 
Each time the Angel wraps another coil 

Around his slimy victim, it curtails 
To some extent, his power to destroy. 

When Slavery went down, the Angel wrapped 
\ nighty coil around our fiendish I 
\nd when the Liquor-Traffic bites the dust 
\ 'ill more mighty hand, will girdle him: 

Till one by one, the chain's coils all complete, 

The mighty Angel lifting him aloft, 

Bound hand and foot, Bhall hurl him into Hell, 

Amid the glad refrain of holy hosl 

Who >wt etly Bing, "The kingdoms of this World 

Have now become the kingdoms ^( our L ud," 

Ou V roh*Enemj is overooo 

v ,w Truth and M icy meet, and Righteousnt BS 

\ ad Peace ha\ e Bweel ly kissed : Truth springs from Earth, 

Lnd Righteousness once more looks down fromHeay'n, 

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X. 

And last of all, but by no means, the least; 

They tell us, "Prohibition will effe 

And ink ith "Politics/' Perhaps, 

Distubb the two geeat "parties'' in the land.'*' 

Of course it will; but pray, what matters that 2 

It has already entered "Politics 

The liquor men themselves, have placed it there: 

They have declared, not once, but many times, 

In their Conventions, "We will never vote, 

For any man, for any office small or great; 

For any "'party'' National or Srate; 

That shall, in any way, for any cause, 

Regard with favor "Prohibition la¥ 

And late elections show, that whisky men 

All vote (not as they pray?; but as they "swear," 

We ask again, What if this question should, 

Effect the "two great (?) Parties"'' of our land? 

This giant curse of Drink is National: 

Is not its cure then, National as well ? 

The issue must be forced: Then we can have 

A fair discussion, of the "rights and wrongs" 

Of this great question. That is what we want; 

And what we mean to have, ere many days. 

God's time has come; and this great question can 

No longer ee IGNORED, The patient hosts 

Of Temperance men, have been, not only duped, 

But basely disappointed, long enough, 

By •' -Party promises" not once fulexlled, 

How do these two great parties stand to-day 

On this, THE GREATEST QUESTION OF THE AGE ? 

As much as possible, they both ignore 

The truth of Prohibition; and contend; 

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An! moI for "spoils." Their only motto is; 

" To VXOTOB8" (evermore) "BELONG TEE 

There is not one great LIVING ISSUE, now 
Between these two old Parties of to-day. 

The "Parly Leaders" strive to keep a "stir" 
About the "Tariff." and the poor "Chines 
The "Mormons" and such minor things as these: 
And then at last, fall hack upon the War; 
And resurrect and flaunt the "bloody shirt" 
And thus keep up the semblance of a fight. 
The q lestions; of the "Sov'reignty of States;' 1 
Of "Slavery;" "Secession;" all are dead 
And buried. Why not let them rest in peace? 
Those questions have been settled, once for all; 
"Why not take up some problem, still unsolved? 

In Politics, a "Party" is a means 
To reach a given end; and nothing more: 
And by the end proposed, we gauge its worth. 
A Party that DOES BIGHT deserves support. 
A Party that does wrong however fair 
Its promises; however loud its boasts 
Of what it has done, or expects to no; 
Should not receive the votes of righteous men. 
No! Never!. Let each honest upright man, 
Put Truth above his Party. Principle 
Above mere policy; and standing forth, 
Upon the side of Bight; be brave enough, 
To leave his Party, when it goes astray, 
And enters into partnership with crime, 
And plunges, headlong, into open sin. 

Too often men, and even Christian men, 
Are wholly blinded, to their Party's faults. 

They think, because , their Party BAsbeen right 
It always must be right; and hence, they \ 



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Their Party ticket "straight;" and where it leads 
They follow blindly; stopping not to think, 
That God will, one day, call them to account 
For every vote, cast in behalf of sin, 
By those who follow Party, right or wrong. 
'Tis true, in this free land; we learn to love 
Our Parties much; but let us bear in mind, 
That God and Right, Humanity and Truth, 
Have claims, as much above, mere Party claims, 
As Heaven is above our lowly Earth. 

What makes a Party ? Is it not composed 
Of those who vote its ticket, and maintain 
Its principles ? But are they worthy men, 
And seeking worthy ends ? Then may we love 
Our Party, and support it; but if not; 
Let every honest Christian man beware, 
Lest, he walk blindly, into Satan's snare. 
Come, let us measure, by this righteous rule, 
The two old Parties of our land to-day, 
And see if they can safely stand the test. 

The settled policy, for many years, 

Both Democratic and Republican, 

Has been, to "license" this accursed Drink; 

And thus to legalize, its countless woes. 

Now "license" means: "Let beer and whisky flow." 

Hence every "license Party" is in fact 

A whisky Party. Therefore, every man 

"Who casts his ballot, with the Democrats, 

Or with Bepublicans; votes whisky straight; 

According as these Parties, stand to-day, 

And has been doing so for sixteen years. 

They both are bidding for the whisky vote: 

One; boldly, openly, without a blush: 

The Other; no less truly; yet pretends, 

To foster Temp'rance, underneath her wings, 



Bui while Bhe shouts " Sobriety" she turns 
And lie Lusi beneath the feel of Rum, 

And sells h< -'" voters to their fo< 

There are good men, the very best of men 
In BOTH these Parties; but they ought to see 
By this time, surely, that they don't control 
Their Parties NOW, nor will they ever rule 
In Parties, which have compromised with sin: 
Much less effect in them, a true Reform, 
While they (involved in common guilt) commit, 
The very crimes, against which they contend. 
Since this is true; 'tis vain to strive to change 
These Parties, by remaining in their folds. 

They BOTH have grown amazingly corrupt; 
And WE MUST LEAVE THEM, if we Would effect, 
The final overthrow of deadly Drink. 

Oli, Christian Brethren! Do we love our home- 
Our wives and little ones? Our neighbors, fries 
Oh! Do we love our Country, great ami ir« 
A . more; above air. Do we love our God ? 
Then let us join some Party, FULLY PLE 
To fight grim Bum, and drive him from the Earth. 
Already this GRAND 1\\kty, has been tormed: 
A baity fraught with precious destine 
A Tarty undefiled, as yet, with "spoils. ' 
A Party small at present; but ere long 
Her proud "Propeller" will be driving on, 
Through "sober lnd old sine of si i 

Prohibit* >n, waves upon hei fl 

And PBOHD I WON, is her bat tie cry ; 

I b i name is PfiOHE 1 1 [ON, and her voice 

!'• uls out: for "God and Home and Native Land." 

Maj I k)d soon grant to her 



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XI. 

But, very frequently, you hear it urged, 
That "Prohibition's something, States alone 
Should deal with; for the Government at large, 
Has nothing in the question, "pro or con." ' 
Sometimes, our "wisest (?) statesmen'"' and " Plumed- 

Knights" 
Affirm this truth (?) with "gravest gravity." 
" This question's local; and it can not be 
Made National." This is the old, old song. 
Was Slavery not "local ? " Was it not 
Made National ?" We ask who has control 
Of our "District of Columbia?" 
Of all our "Territories" great or small ? 
Does not our "Congress" have complete control 
O'er all these places? Now suppose the States, 
Could all be Prohibition States; and yet, 
Our Congress, should remain composed, as now, 
Of men who strongly favored Drink. Would not 
Our Territories; and the sacred soil, 
O'er which, our Nation's Capitol, now lifts 
Its dome, and flings its shadow far and wide, 
Be then, as deeply cursed with beer and rum 
As they are now ? And if our Congress chose, 
To manufacture liquors by the ton, 
In all those places, and should ship them round 
Throughout our Prohibition States: We ask, 
As things now stand; who could resist its will ? 
Some point us to the States of Kansas, Maine, 
And Iowa, and say; "See! in those States 
They carried Prohibition, yet, they did 
Not take the question, into "Politics." 

We answer, First; Suppose this should be done; 
And one by one, the other States, should come, 



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An 1 take their stand, beside those three grand States: 

All men can B6< ■. that in a little while, 

Our "Union" would be rent; for we would have, 

Berej "Prohibition Stairs" there; "Whisky States 11 

And as our martyred Lincoln truly said: 

This nation cannot live HALF-SLAVE, hai.i -free." 

Bo just as truly, our gallant Chief, 

The brave and noble, good and true "St. John/' 

Has s lid: "Our Nation cannot live, HALF-DRUNK, 

HALF-SOBER." Slavery's war, is warning us, 

That just so sure, as like produces like; 

Unless we make this question National 

At once; ere long, our "Union" will be rent 

Asunder, by another civil war, 

And brother w T ill meet brother, once again, 

Upon the field of battle, face to face, 

And bathe their hands, in one another's blood. 

We answer Second: That the statement's false: 

In these three States, they did not, could not keep, 

The question wholly out of Politics. 

The people, rising in their might, compelled 

The Party, then in power, to submit 

The question, for their votes; although it was 

Decidedly against, its honest wish. 

Again those States have found, and will still find, 

Their hardest fight, is to enforce the law. 

And they will soon find out, that they must have, 

A "Prohibition Party" in their midst, 

Before they can obtain complete success. 

Por both old Parties, just as in the past, 

Will "sell out'' Prohibition, WHEN IHEY 

We answer, Third: That many States, could not 
Get Prohibition, in a thousand years, 
If States must grapple with Strong Drink alone. 
When would these California vine-clad hills, 



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Be wholly free, from rum's heart-rending wrongs, 
So long as our Legislature scoffs, 
At God, and at his Sabbath; then goes wild 
In boastings, over California's wines ? 

For Prohibition to succeed, it must 
Be in the Constitution of the State. 
For "statutory Prohibition" is 
And always must be, very insecure. 
Now if a Legislature is composed 
Of men, from Parties, which are both opposed 
To Prohibition : Can you ever get 
The question to the people ? Talk of "fraud" 
Among the Negro voters of the South!!! 
For instance; take Ohio, in the North!! 
How have the "Grand Old Parties" treated her, 
While seeking to be freed from Liquor's curse ? 
For thirty years, her Constitution has 
Refused to "license" rum: yet all this time, 
When there was not one thing, to hinder them 
From passing stringent Prohibition laws; 
Republicans, and Democrats alike, 
Agreed, that "to refuse to license" meant, 
" Free Whisky" everywhere. Thus, all these years, 

They trampled down, Ohio's Temp'rance men, 
" And when they asked for bread; they got a stone." 
" Petitions thick as hail" rained on the heads 
Of Legislators. But 'twas all in vain. 

At last these patient hosts grew desperate. 
Republicans were ruling. Temp'rance men 
Demanding freedom from the curse of Drink, 
Began to leave the Party, which so long 
Had failed completely, to redress their wrongs. 
The "Party Leaders" soon became alarmed; 
They saw that something must be done, at once; 
Or suffer sure defeat. What did they do ? 



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In onlor to appease the liquor men; 

They First, submitted, for the People's Totes, 

A vile "Amendment" li< enbing Strong Drink. 

Which twioe before the People had refused: 
And voted down by large majorities. 

Then after that; they did at last, submit 
" Amendment Number two!" Which was a fair 

And just "Amendment" to prohibit Drink. 

What did those "Grand Old (Whisky) Parties" do?. 

The Democratic Leaders, to a man, 

All fought, "Amendment Number Two" of course. 

But what about the * 'Grand Republicans ?" 

Did they espouse "Amendment Number Two?" 

Oh, No ! they also sought the Whisky vote. 

Hence all their Leaders, lauded to the skies, 
" Amendment Number one" while everywhere, 

They fiercely fought "Amendment Number two." 

Although these two old Parties thus combined 

To slaughter Prohibition; yet, Thank God ! 

Good old Ohio's noble Christian men 

Were not all blind. They rose, and proudly spurned 
" Amendment Number One" beneath their feet; 

But Carried) by an overwhelming vote, 
11 Amendment Number two." Alas ! Ala- ! 

Twas all in vain. The "Grand (?) Old Parties" met; 

And counting out the votes to suit themselves, 

Declared "Amendment Number two" was lost. 

This fact, no one as yet has dared deny; 

But it has been the Liquor-dealers 1 boast, 

That thus they "counted out," the Temp'ranee vote. 
What "Southern frauds" compare with that ? 
What State can carry Prohibition then, 

So long as BOTH "old Parties," thus combine, 
To "pool their issues" and "to count it out ? ,J 

It will be found as Time and Truth advance; 
And as ran coming oontlk i fiercer grows; 



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That very few, if any, more great States, 

Will carry Prohibition; till they cease 

To look to these "old Parties" in the least, 

But everywhere, proceed at once, to form 

A Prohibition Party, wholly pledged 

To free the People from the Curse of Eum. 

We answer, Fourth: Our Government is not, 

A mere "Confederation" of loose States. 

We are a "Union" in the truest sense: 

If Prohibition is so good for one, 

It must be good for half, yea all the States, 

And for the whole United States, 

Aye, for our rum-cursed race, throughout the World. 

How can we reach those States, where Liquor reigns 

And always will; if they are left to fight, 

This dreadful, deadly Demon, all alone ? 

Thank God ! There is one way it can be done. 

It must be by some party under Gcd, 

Which stands committed to this blessed ivork. 

Then everywhere, along this line, in States 

And Territories; let true Temperance men 

Of every race, all pray and work and vote: 

In every State make Prohibition ring; 

And place it, just as soon as possible, 

Within the "Constitution" of the State. 

Elect a "Congress" which will soon submit 

A National Amendment, to the States, 

Prohibiting Strong Drink, forevermore, 

From all our Nation, and from all her lands. 

And when at last, ''Three-fourths of all the States" 

Shall stand forth freed from Liquor's galling curse, 

We'll proudly write upon our Nation's flag, 

And still more proudly write it, large and deep 

Upon the "Constitution of our land, 

Eternal prohibition everywhere, 

From everything that shall intoxicate. 



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This is the only way, those "Whisky" States, 

Which otherwise, must evermore be cursed, 

Can all be freed forever, from Strong Drink. 

Will all this be accomplished, in one day ? 

Or without "organized" persistent toil ? 

Those who so glibly talk, of working up 

This wondrous Prohibition Cause, without 

A Prohibition Party in the field, 

Forget the other side, the "whisky" side; 

And what fierce opposition must be met. 

The Liquor men, are strong in wealth and votes, 

And will fight Prohibition to the last: 

Hence, if they have "both parties" on their side; 

And if the Prohibitionists have none; 

The "Liquorites" must always win the day. 

From all these reasons, is it not quite clear, 

That if the Prohibition Cause succeeds, 

A Prohibition Party, is required ? 

XII. 

Again, they say, "These Prohibitionists 

Are all "Fanatics" and of course, will fail: 

Poor things ! They mean well; but Alas ! what fools ! 

To think their "Little Party" shall succeed, 

And triumph over all its mighty foes." 

Oh ! Brother Prohibitionists ! Stand firm. 

One man, if God is only on his side; 

Has evermore, a grand majority." 

If God be for us; who can lay us low ? 

We may be called "Fanatics" but in this, 

We fare no worse, than have the best of earth. 

The Prophets and Apostles; holy men 

Of every age; great men of every grade; 

Reformers: Luther, Calvin, Zwingle, Knox; 

Brave Missionaries, fearless Ministers, 



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Like Whitefield, Westley, Martyn and McCheyne. 

Likewise Lloyd Garrison, and poor John Brown; 

A Lincoln, and a Sumner; all were called, 
" Fanatics." Yea, still more than all of these; 

The Blessed Saviour, of our sin-cursed World; 

The Mighty God;*Creator; Lord of all; 

In whom all Wisdom dwelt: He too, was called, 

Fanatic, said to be c 'beside Himself. " 

The greatest fools, may call the wisest men, 
" Fanatics." Does that really make them so? 

If those true noble men who advocate, 

The Prohibition, of our greatest Curse 

Are all "Fanatics Would that many more 

Of such fanatics; might beset our Land. 

Profoundest wisdom (from a liquor view) 

Once more, informs us "That we can't succeed; 

Because we build our "Platform on one plank." 

The Prohibition Party fails; because 

It "rides a hobby" and sees nothing else." 

To this we answer. Nations are like men; 

Success or failure, come to them alike, 

According to the same unchanging laws. 

You never see, a wise man, undertake 

To do a dozen mighty deeds, at once; 

But one by one, he takes up each hard task, 

And ends the First, before the next begins, 

Until at last, he finishes them all. 

The wise Commander, knows it will not do 

To undertake, at once, to capture all 

The breast-works, thrown around a well-manned Fort: 

But one by one, he storms them till they fall. 

Just so with nations, and the hosts of Truth: 

They can not triumph over Satan in a day; 

Nor silence all his guns of war at once : 

But one by one, they beat his ramparts down, 

Until they hurl him from his throne, at last; 

And God consigns him to eternal woe. 






Ail greal Reforms, from Bmall beginnings ri 
Christianity itself, so Bmall at first, 
Now blazes into every land on Earth, 
Behold! ''The Reformation" at it's birth! 

A few brave men, opposed on i vcrv side, 

Stood firmly for this Truth; -'Man Baved by grace, 

Is justified by faith in Jesus Chi 

And with this glorious doctrine, sh >ok the W< i 

Thus every Clival Reform, mankind has seen, 
Was always grounded on, som< rand Truth 

And first defended, by a few brave men; 

Who knowing they were right, would rather die 

At any time, than for the sake of life, 

Deny the principles, they had espoused: 

Around this small, but faithful earnest band, 

Still other noble souls, would take their stand 

Till that great Truth, at last, would sweep the land. 

What has the history of "Parties" been, 

Since first our free Republic, had its birth; 

Or farther still; since first our fathers stood, 

Upon the shores of this fair land, and breathed 

The air of liberty ? Tis evermore 

The same old story, Some gigantic wr 

Is forced upon the People; till at last, 

It can be bonic no longer; then they rise 

In 1 to the conflict, by a few brave souls, 

Who in their righteous indignation, dare 

To plant themselves, upon their "sov'reign rig] 

And boldly "beard the lion in his den." 

I >' '< nding some great moral truth, these men, 

Though few at first, would shout the battle ery. 

And others Boon would 'round their standard flock, 
Until resistless Truth, would win the day. 
And vindio 1. 

Our glorious •■ Revolutionary 15 war, 
Was no exception, to this common law 



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Of Great Eeforms. We were unjustly taxed: 
Andgath'ring 'round, such men as Washington, 
And John and Samuel Adams, Franklin, Floyd; 
A Patrick Henry, and a Jefferson; 
We spurned the thralldom of the British Crown: 
For, advocating this one Principle, 
" No taxes, without Representatives," 

We flung aside the yoke that weighed us down : 
Declared ourselves; "free, independent States," 
And bought our freedom, at the price of blood. 

But coming down to still mare recent times: 

Behold, that grand achievement of the age; 

The total "Abolition" of our Curse 

Of Slavery: that horrid and inhuman sin, 

By which man bought and sold immortal man, 

Made in the image of the Triune God; 

As coolly as his cattle or his corn. 

That awful traffic, had for centuries, 

Been bringing curses down upon our Land, 

Until its cup was full. Ah ! well we know 

How slowly grew that holy sentiment; 

" This Nation can't continue as it is, 

Half-Slave; half-free; hence Slavery must go." 

At first, a very few, with voice and pen, 

Dared plead the poor slave's cause; and those who did 

Were called (as we are now) all sorts of names : 

" Fanatics." "Fools." "Black Abolitionists." 
And often at the risk of life itself, 
Those true brave men, would advocate the Cause 
Of Freedom, and denounce the Nation's Curse 
Against fierce opposition, everywhere. 

But "Abolition" was the Truth of God, 
And grew, at first quite slowly, still it grew, 
And daily, new adherents swelled its ranks. 
And First, the League of Liberty" was formed; 
Then came "Free-Soilers" with their ringing cry; 



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Free soil, free speech, free lab >r and free men."' 
From these then Bprang, in eighteen-fifty-eix, 

That sturdy Party, which from 4 * Sixty-one" 

To "Eighty-five," our Nation's sceptre swayed. 

It was this Party's mission, under God, 

To strike the shackles from the trembling slave. 

And BWeep this stigma from our Nation's name. 

To those who say: we Prohibitionists 

Have < uily "ONE MAIN PLANK" we answer hack; 

Go, read the "Platform " made in " Fifty-six :" 

It had but "one main plank'' From first to la- 

Its theme was ''Slavery" its Curse; its Cure. 

And standing firmly, on that "one main plank" 

It won its victory, for God and Truth. 

Then let the Prohibition Party learn, 

To stand on its one Prohibition plank, 

For God Himself, is standing with us here: 

At length, on this one plank, well win the day, 

And crush the Demon Drink beneath our feet. 

Our Nation's great: Our land is long and wide; 
Our people more than lifty-million strong: 
Hence scattered as we are; from Lakes to Gulf; 
From California's c >ast, to distant Maine; 
It takes much agitation, and much time, 
Much prayer and patience, earnestness and faith; 
Before some great and all-absorbing Truth, 
Can sink down in, and leaven all this mass 
Of human beings, so diverse in thought, 
And bring them round, to view this Truth alike, 
And from all stand points, see it "eye to eye," 
Huge bodies must move slowly, at the first, 

But onee in rapid motion, they become 

Almo Jtless, B I with some grand Truth, 

Which forms the basis of a great Reform 

A.I lirst it must move slowly; but ere Ion--, 
It springs from heart to heart, from lip to lip, 



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And bursting forth, at length, it sweeps away, 
The quaking King of Error, from his throne. 

Then Brother Prohibitionist! fear not. 

God in His own good time and way, will show 

Us His salvation, from the foe we fight. 

Quite slow, thus far, has been the progress made 

In slaying rum. But let us not forget, 

That in a Country, vast as is our own, 

But one great Truth can be absorbed, at once, 

And made the central thought, of all men's minds: 

Which must be done; before a true Reform 

Can be effected in a Nation's life, 

Where fifty million people are concerned. 

This was made clear in Eighteen Fifty-two. 

The Freedom and the Temperance Reforms 

Marched forward side by side. Some thirteen States 

Had passed by Statute, Prohibition laws. 

But both great questions could not come at once; 

Hence Prohibition was pushed back till now. 

' Tis true, we have moved slowly, in the past; 

But God and Truth are with us, and each day, 

We gather strength, as God's omnipotence 

Accelerates, our fast increasing speed, 

And makes us, even now, invincible. 

In patience, let us then possess our souls," 

And learn to pray and vote, to work and wait. 

It won't be long. The bitter cup of Rum 

Is almost full. Drink's doom is nearly sealed. 

Eternity's great Clock, will soon strike one. 

Then this accursed Liquor Traffic dies, 

To rise no more, till Post-Millennial days. 



XIII. 

In free Republics, where the People rule, 
There must, from sheer necessity, exist, 
At least so long as sin remains in man, 



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An almost constant strife, in Politics. 

Contentions, <liver.se "Parti* 
Each Beeking to out-vote, and rule the 1 
'Twas always so at Borne; in Greece j and hero 
In our Republic, it is just the same. 

The History, of th< so United States, 

la but the History of "Party" strife, 

In constani conflict to retain or gain 

Complete control of National affairs: 

At times successful: oftentimes in vain; 

According as the People may accept 

A Party's teachings, or reject its claims. 

A river does not rise above its source. 

A Party, never takes a higher stand, 

For Justice, Truth and Bight, than that — the mass 

Of those who vote its ticket, may demand. 

A Party's make up, may be well compared, 

To some great river deep and broad; which is 

Composed of lesser rivers; these of streams. 

And these again of rivulets and rills; 

And these in turn are fed, by countless spring 

Our Nation's Officers; Executive; 

Judicial; Legislative; represent 

The mighty river: S at< 3; the larger streai 

The Counties; represent the rivuL I 

The Townships; rills: Each voter is a Bpring. 

Are springs which feed a river fresh and pun 

The waters of that river will be clear: 

Put if the most of them, spout mud and tilth, 

That river's ilood will always faint the a 

Likewise pure voters make their Party pure. 

But if a large majority of tl 

c imposing any Party are corrupt, 

You strive to make thai Party pure, in vain. 

No Party does more than its pledge requi] 

Or shouts more loudly, than its Platform speaks. 



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A river's mouth, proclaims its source's state; 
And if the Government at Washington, 
Becomes corrupt, it proves, at least this much; 
That all our Nation's springs, are not yet pure. 

A Party rises, pledged to some Eeform: 

Effects it: then becomes corrupt; and dies. 

And one great Party, rights but one great wrong: 

And that — the wrong she pledged herself, to right. 

A Party rises, small at first; but true 

To some grand CausQ. Comes into power pure, 

And for a time continues pure; because 

She battles more for principles ; than spoils: 

Her policy is just; her motives pure; 

Her Leaders also, as a rule, are true, 

Brave men, whom God has fitted for their fight, 

And called to bear the standard of His Truth. 

A little while, these true men hold the helm, 

And through God's guidance, gain the end desired. 

But time works changes. Soon base men turn round, 

And for the sake of popularity 

And spoils, espouse the Cause they once opposed, 

And quickly join the Party, which controls 

The Offices they seek. Thus creeping in, 

Ere long, they push aside, those pure brave men — 

Who fought the battle, and secured the prize — 

And seizing everywhere, with greedy hands 

The reins of State and National affairs, 

That once pure Party, soon becomes corrupt; 

It's days are numbered, and its doom is sealed. 

That Party, which arose and freed the slaves, 
At first was pure; and stood before the World, 
For some ten years, almost without a blot. 
How has her glory waned these last few years! 
Behold, her shameful, shameless "Star-Route" frauds! 
Her silly "trial" of the vile Giteau! 



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ll*r base "Monopolies" and "Whiskey-Rings: 91 

]Icr \;im and cowardly attempt-, to pleat 
The "Rummies" ami yet hold the Temp'ranoe men. 
11 How hav e the Mighty fallen!" We predict; 
This once-grand-Party's course is almost run. 
Those brave, true, honest, noble, Christian men, 
Who constituted her greai worth and strength, 
Are leaving her, And those base, selfish men. 
Who by their bra/- I, have gained control, 

Are wrecking her upon the rocks of wrong. 
( . ) l's time has come. Henceforth, we say; "Farewell, 
We honor Thee for what Thou didst. We go 
To seek a Party, that shall do our will; 
A Party pledged to smite our greatest foe, 
And free us from the sting of deadly Drink." 

No Party has continued to control 
Our Country, more than four and twenty years 
Uninterruptedly: except, when once 
The Democratic Party, held the reins, 
From Eighteen-One, to Eighteen-Forty-One. 
The Party just dethroned, could only reach 
Her four and twenty years. And why was thi 
It was because she was not tbue to <.<>d. 
She spurned the pleadings of ten thousand tongues, 
Which did not even once attempt to ask 
For Prohibition; bui asked simply tin-: 
"Please gran! this one small favor, and submit 
This question, to the People for their votrf 9, 
According to the proverb: "Whom the gods 
Are seeking to destroy, they first make mad:" 

The poor Republicans, assuredly, 
Were modi most mad: for they rejected God, 
[And Temperance, and almost all, that's right, 
And purr and good; and sou-lit the Whisky vote: 
iThey Bhouted loud, "Protection for the sheep" 
But dared not breath a syllable about 






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Protection for our precious boys and girls. 
These are the reasons for their late defeat. 

While on the other hand the Democrats, 

In our late Election, did their best, 

"Worked night and day, and sought by every means, 

And any means, to gain the Liquor vote : 

For this they labored through the whole campaign; 

Their leading men, their leading Journals too, 

With one accord, made no attempt to hide, 

Their hatred for Prohibitory laws, 

Which sadly "vex our (drinking) citizens:" 

They thus, have largely gained the Whisky vote, 

And have succeeded. While ^Republicans 

Attempting to retain this same vile vote, 

Have lost their greatest element of strength : 

For all their Temperance men, ere long, will join, 

The Prohibition Party's swelling ranks. 

The Liquor cause, has triumphed for a time; 

And whisky Democrats, now rule our land. 

But ' 'night is darkest just before the dawn" 

So, Herod-like, while making loudest boasts, 

And seemingly, the Conqueror of all, 

Drink shall be stricken, and go down to death. 

For God shall smite this Demon, "Not by might 

Nor Pow'r, but by His Spirit" and the rule 

Of Eum, in this free land, will not last long: 

For roused to action, by the silent force, 

Of this Eternal Spirit's matchless might, 

Our fifty million freemen, will not long 

Allow themselves, like slaves, to lie beneath, 

The feet, of half a million Liquor Lords; 

Nor suffer them to squander every year, 

Two billion dollars worth of hard earned wealth, 

And sink one-hundred thousand souls to Hell, 

And fill, at least, five million homes with woe. 



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How long8hall these vile, wicked men, who sit 
Unmoved, by children*' cries, or woman's tears, 
ntrol with beer-boughi votes, our Government? 

They rule us lew: but iui:v i an't BUI 

Our Cause is growing reach c q, 

And Prohibition votes will multiply, 

i] at last, perhaps by Eighty-Eight, (?) 

Or if not then, at least by Ninety-two, 
A Prohibition flag will wave above 
Our Country's Capitol: and in that House, 
Where Garfield suffered, and where Lincoln died, 
We'll place a Prohibition President, 
Some fearless man, who will be proud to plead 
The Caus( I (rod, against the curse of Rum. 
Is this, think you, a visionary dream V 
Just bide the march of history, and see, 
How God — before the Betting Sun shall sink 
Behind the Nineteenth Century — shall cause 
This humble prophecy, to be fulfilled. 
11 Oh Lord, not our will, but Thine be dot 



'Tis constantly affirmed, "We do noi need 

Another Party, to take up this work: 

Let no new Party have a moment's thought, 

But only let the old ones be reformed." 

Some things, like Satan, cannot be reformed.*' 
These Parties are corrupt, and art- controlled 
Almost exclusively, by wicked men, 
Who care for nothing, but to seize the spoils; 
And to this end they bend their Party's vote, 
And laugh to think, how good true men are duped. 
Tiny Bay, "Begin down low, and then go up: 
( Jo to the ■ Primaries' and let good men, 



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Elect none but good men, until they fill 

Each 'Office/ from 'Trustee' to 'President:' 

Then all the Framers of our Country's laws, 

And all her Officers will be good men." 

In theory, perhaps this plan might do; 

But when it comes to practice, it won't work. 

It does not reckon on the Devil's might; 

Nor count the numbers of his hostile hosts; 

Nor measure up the wealth and strength of sin; 

Nor know the malice of resisted wrong. 

Just for example, let good Temp'rance men 

Attend the "Primaries" of these two good (?) 

Old Parties, and attempt to advocate, 

The putting of a Prohibition plank 

Into the Party Platform. As a rule, 

Such acts, would rouse at once, most bitter strife, 

And if persisted in, would quickly rend 

Their Party into fragments; for like oil 

And water, Truth and Error will not mix, 

Nor Prohibition ever blend with Rum. 

One stubborn fact, is often overlooked; 
Old Parties never take up new reforms, 
"When these reforms involve majorities. 
That is; in politics, no Party will 
Espouse a Cause, which when it is espoused, 
The Party Leaders know, 'twill drive away 
Enough of votes, to swell the other side, 
And bring upon their own side sure defeat. 
'Tis for this reason, all with one accord, 
Republicans and Democrats alike, 
Refuse to take up Prohibition's Cause; 
Although the best men in both Parties know, 
It is the Cause of God and Truth and Right. 
The Party Leaders, in both Parties, see: 
If Prohibition is espoused; at once 
They lose the Liquor vote, for Liquor men, 



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Axe not Republicans nor D< m 

But "Whiskyitbs; " and do nut hesitate, 

To leave, their ''dear old Party'' Bhould it lean 
The least bit, toward the Prohibition side. 

And thus, since PROHIBITION DOES INVOLVE 

<c Majorities;" both Parties are alike 

Afraid to touch it. Both still cling to Rum* 
Republicans well know, that if they lose, 

The Democrats will gain their whisky vote: 

Also upon the other hand, they know 

That if they should espouse the cause of Rum, 

Their TempTance vote will go, and that no less 

Means sure defeat. Hence in perplexity, 

We see, this "great progressive (?) Party" stand 

And try to look and talk two ways at once. 

Such milk and water policy deserved, 

And justly terminated in defeat. 

t; A house divided, cannot stand." No more 
Can any Party, rent by factious strife. 
Republicans, in North Carolina say: 

14 We want free rum. No Prohibition here;" 
But listen to them up in grand old Maine; 
In Iowa or Kansas, hear them shout: 

<( No longer will we bear the curse of Drink, 
Hurrah for Prohibition from this foe!" 
Thus in its vain attempts, to do two things, 
And advocate two principles at once 
Directly opposite; this Party has 
Been digging for itself a speedy grave; 
And when it dies, its tomb will taste few tear-: 
For on the "head-stone/ 1 all will see inscribed: 

•• DllD OH THE BATTLE-FIELD OF DkiNK, BETWEEN 

Tin. boots of Prohibition, and or lu m. * 

Efow toolish, for Republicans to Bay; 

11 Jfou blind, Third Party, Prohibitionists 

J >t feated us: and we will never have 



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Another thing to do with Temp'rance work." 
Please don't "bite off your nose, to spite your face. 
Such foolish and revengeful talk may do, 
For those vile Politicians, who desire 
To see their Party win; although it costs 
Them everything that's just and right and good; 
But never will it do for Christian men. 
As well assert: ' 'We'll do no more for God, 
Unless He works, according to our plans." , 
Republicans! You cannot help yourselves. 
You must take up this blessed cause of God. 
You are defeated, and can never rise; 
Until you leave your beer-bought Party's ranks, 
And come and join God's Prohibition hosts. 
Some good men say, and many of them think, 
The late Republican defeat, has set 
The cause of Temp'rance back for many years. 
Poor timid ones! "O ye of little faith." 
" Shall not the Judge of all the Earth do right?" 
How can it set the cause of Temp'rance back ? 
Can things be any worse than they are now ? 

What claim have you Republicans, upon 
The Temp'rance people of this wine-cursed Land ? 
If you had still continued to control 
Our Government, how soon, we humbly ask, 
Would you have freed us, from the curse of Drink? 
When you first took the reins of Government, 
There were some thirteen States, which had declared r 
For Prohibition, making it their law. 
Where are those Prohibition laws to-day ? 
Repealed. Except in Iowa and Maine. 
Repealed by whom ? By you Republicans. 
Perhaps you point to Kansas, and exclaim ; 
" See how we carried Prohibition there." 
If thousands of good Temp'rance Democrats, 
Had not joined in, and helped you with their votes, 






"JTou would have failed ingloriously. Why i 

lit, for the vid 
Hut granting, you, Republicans have fr< 
ilitary State, from Drink'- dire curs 
Still this most awful, Btubborn fact, remain 
That while Republicans have ruled our land, 
The Drunkard-making business, has increased, 
Compared with our Population's growth, 
At leastTHBEE times We ask once moi 

Can such a Party's overthrow, set back 
The Temp'rance Cause, so many years? Ah, N 
For blessed be our God! No Party can, 
By its defeat, o'erthrow God's holy Cause. 
Both men and Parties, may go down to death, 
But Truth triumphant, treads eternal 

Some say, "We Prohibitionists, denounce 

Republicans, far more than Democrats.' 1 

The truth is we denounce them both alike. 

A large majority of Temp'rance men, 

Throughout the Northern and the Western States, 

II ive been, and are to-day, Republicans: 

And owing to their fear of Southern rule, 

Have idolized their Party, and refused 

To see its glaring faults. Hence God arose, 

And Bmote their Idol. Set. its captive- tree. 

The South now rules; and yet "The Government 

Aj Washington still lives." Republicans, 

Who are not still blind partisans, n 

Or will m. That they were sold to Rum, 

I that all Temp'rance men, must now combine, 
A ad as One man, attack the Democrats. 

\ Temp'rance Democrats! Oome forth! Come forth! 

( hi I j» in us in this battle, for the Truth ! 

This fight, ''For God and II >me and Native baiel |" 

Y ur Democratic Party, where is it? 



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Sold! sold!! Completely sold, to deep-dyed Drink. 

Without a blush, it courts the smiles of Rum, 

And under covert of its constant cry, 

No sumptuary laws" it bows the knee 

To King Gambrinus, and implores his aid, 

To lift it into power. Oh ! How long 

Will Christian men continue to support 

A party founded on the curse of Rum, 

And boldly boasting of its league with Hell? 

From neither Party, can we bope for help, 

To stem the tide of drunkenness and woe : 

Some great new Party must and will be formed; 

Which coming up, will stand a changeless rock, 

Against which, both old parties shall be wrecked. 

The need of this is seen, when we reflect; 
How members of the two old Parties hate, 
And villify each other. Now suppose, 
Republicans should advocate the Cause 
Of Prohibition. Would those Democrats 
Who are, and always have been Temperance men, 
Become Republicans, and straightway join 
The Party, they have hated all their lives ? 
Experience and reason answer, No! 
Or, if it could be possible (?) suppose, 
The Democratic Party, should espouse 
The Cause of Prohibition, do you think 
All good, true, Temperance Republicans, 
Would rush into the Democratic ranks ? 
Would they not say; "This is another dodge, 
To seize upon the Governmental reins ?" 
But as our grand, new Temp'rance Party now 
Advances to the front; it will not need, 
To overcome this old time hate, mistrust, 
And Party prejudice; but holding forth, 
God's just, eternal, holy blessed Truth 
Of Prohibition, it will soon unite, 



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And link together both in North and South, 

All Temperance men and women, old and young, 

Of every Party, and of every class: 

And in due time, when all the good, are found, 

In one grand Tarty, it will not be long, 

Till Gk>d shall crown that Party with succ< 

God speed the day, when both Republican, 

And Dem >cratic leadership, shall end, 

And "Prohibitionists" shall rule our Land! 

They say: "We are not ready yet for this/ 1 

"When shall we then be ready, if we fail 
To go to work at once, and get ourselves, 
And those around us, ready for the fray/ 
One thing is certain; we shall never be 
Prepared for Prohibition, just so long 

we give herd to that old well-known wail, 
Wrung from the vile Hum-selling lung: ''Don't! Don'll] 

'!!.' Take Temp'rance into Politics 93 !!! 
May all true Christian men soon see the Right, 
And seeing, vote, as ood shall give them light, 

pite the sneers and lies, of liquor lords, 
The principle of Prohibition, rei 
Upon the basis of Eternal Truth; 
And stands, and will forever stand, as firm; 
Amid all Liquor-Dealers' tierce assaults; 
As doe- the Bock whose changeless base is fix. 1 
In Earth's deep bosom, out mid Ocean's depths; 
Unmoved, it laughs, to hear the Ocean moan, 
And bids defiance, to its fiercest \v;i 
Whic in vain, to shake its rock-bound ba 

Thus Prohibition laughs at raging Rum, 

And bids defiance to itfl fierce attach-. 

For well she km C own God-given strength, 

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These chief objections, urged against our Cause, 
Have been thus answered, fairly we believe: 
Now let us turn, and view a few strong points, 
Which singly, and combined, most clearly prove, 
That Prohibition is the cause of God, 
And, for humanity, a priceless boon. 

And First, It is no compromise with sin. 

It strikes a deadly blow, not at the bark, 

But at the very heart of Bum's dire curse. 

All other remedies, at best, seek but 

To wound; this seeks to slay the demon Drink. 

With Drink, as with all other crimes and wrongs, 

Supply creates demand, a law diverse 

From that which holds in honest trades, for there 

Demand creates supply, but with Drink's trade, 

And every sin, the greater the supply, 

The greater the demand will always be. 

Now, to prohibit drink cuts off at once 

The vile supply, and thus soon stops demand, 

For liquor appetites are all acquired; 

And if their cause can only be removed 

They soon must cease. Now nothing is more true 

Than that, so long as this vile drink is made 

It will be drank. But prohibition stops 

Its manufacture and its sale, alike, 

(Except for medicine and useful arts), 

And thus dries up the fountain of its curse, 

And quenches, for all time, its stream of woe. 

To render vipers harmless, no man thinks 
Of burning off their tails. He draws their fangs. 
Or, better still, takes off their hissing heads. 
Let Temp'rance workers, then, no longer strive 



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To scorch the tail of this dread Demon Drink 
With these poor "license" torches; but at once, 
Oh, let US seize our Prohibition sword-. 
And soon, by bold, persistent, well-aimed blows, 
finite off this deadly monster's hydra-head. 
This has been done in Maine, and other States, 
Where Prohibition has been fairly tried. 

Throughout all Maine not one vile brewery, 

Or still more vile distillery, is found. 

By Prohibition, Rum is quickly slain, 

And nothing less will ever lay it low. 

Talk not of compromise. 'Tis worse than vain. 

How true, that quaint old proverb, which runs thus: 
" He who eats soup with Satan finds quite soon 

He needs a wondrously long-handled spoon.'' 

Think you that God will bless a league with hell, 

( )r prosper any compromise with wrong ? 

Look at our late red-handed war and learn 

How vain it is to compromise with sin. 

For years 'twas nothing else but compromise. 

"With all its bitter fruits of blight and blood, 

AVo only sought to let this slave trade be, 

Provided it would not encroach upon 
" Free " territory. But, like Banquo's ghost, 
" It would not down/' The whole accursed trade 

In slaves was wrong, and God had sealed its doom. 

1 1 is time had come and slavery must die. 

All sorts of compromises failed. At last 

Thai party which must put it down arose. 

But even it was blinded, and instead 

Of taking "Freedom" for its corner-stone, 

It compromised the truth of God, and said, 
" We must put down rebellion in the Stat 

Put if this slave-trade stays where it is now, 

Then we will be content.' 1 Put God said, "No! 

This whole vile trade must go." Then came the war, 



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And brothers' hands were bathed in brothers' blood. 
For almost two long, bloody years they fought, 
Yet Freedom's cause had not advanced. Defeat, 
In quick succession, followed up defeat. 
And why ? God was an " Abolitionist/' 
And nothing else would satisfy Him, save 
An " unconditional surrender" to 
His righteous terms. "The whole slave trade mast go.' 
He could not bless a compromise with wrong, 
And hence, up to the close of ' 'Sixty Two," 
The armies of the North had scarcely won 
A signal victory, and all looked dark. 
At last our martyred Lincoln sees God's terms, 
%i We must accept these terms. We have been wrong. 
These dark-skinned millions must go free at once, 
If we would win this conflict for the right, 
And save our country from the curse of God. " 

On New Year's morning, Eigh teen-sixty-three, 
Our President declared "all captives free," 
And from that blessed day "No compromise 
With Slavery " became our country's cry. 
And now God smiles upon his battling hosts, 
For, from that happy day, they scarcely lost 
A single battle, worthy of the name. 
They had "closed in with God," and all is light, 
And joy, and peace. The flag of freedom floats 
O'er all, and "Abolition" reigns supreme. 

From this disastrous compromise with sin 
Let Prohibitionists a lesson learn. 
Let us at first, accept God's righteous terms, 
And shun all compromise from friend or foe, 
For only thus can we expect to win 
In this fierce conflict with the Fiend of rum. 
It is not true, as some pretend to say, 
" That had the abolitionists refused 






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To enter into any compromise 

With shivery, they never could have gained 

The victory they finally achieved/ 4 

No man can ever make another man 

A better one by doing wrong with him. 

If we would greatly bless and help our race, 

And lift men out of Borrow, sin, and shame, 

We must, ourselves, stand on a higher plane; 

And then, instead of going down to them 

To share (heir sin. They must come up to us. 

Should we thus stoop to them, all would be lost, 

For, in their just contempt, they then would cry, 

Physician heal thyself. " No, nevermore, 

Did man, at any time, win any man 

Fruin any sin, by partnership therein. 

God eveb b\ who do the iugiit. 

And had the abolitionists stood firm 

And boldly shunned all compromising sche: 

God would have blessed their battles from the J 

And then, instead of four long years of blood, 

Far sooner had Truth triumphed. And who knows (?) 

Perhaps without our dreadful war at all. 

As all things, short of abolition, failed 
To free u^ from tiie curse of slavery. 
nothing short of "Constitutional '' 
And universal Prohibition will 
Forever free us from the Curse of Drink; 
And all because it is ho compromise, 
For this alone, and nothing less than this, 
Can claim the blessing of that holy God, 
"Who in His chcalogue lays down this law, 
Thai Prohibition, simple, plain, and pure, 
Without the shadow of a OOmpromif 
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And Second. Prohibition will reduce 

Our taxes. Nothing taxes us like Bum. 

Some people — many people think, because 

Our revenues from Drink are very large, 

That this great Liquor Traffic pays its way, 

Or more than pays its way; and on account 

Of these vast revenues it really is 

A great advantage to the Government 

And to the People. What a dread mistake !!! 

There's nothing cheats us like this liquor trade, 

Or burdens us so heavily as Drink. 

Whence do our heavy taxes come? From schools 

And colleges ? Or from our churches ? No! 

They always largely flow from Alcohol. 

"When we remember that at least four-fifths 

Of all the criminals within our jails 

And penitentiaries throughout our land, 

And that two-thirds of all our pauper hosts, 

And that one-half of those who are insane, 

And that a large per cent, of blind and dumb, , 

And idiotic children, everywhere, 

"Who must be cared for by the Government, 

Are all but bitter clusters from one vine, 

The poisoned vine of Drink; And when we know 

That all that mighty army now engaged 

In this infernal traffic must be fed, 

And kept, and clothed, by hard earned wages wrung, 

From streaming brows, and sun-burnt blistered hands, 

"Which in our work-shops, and upon our soil, 

Are constantly at work to pay these bills, 

Thus laid upon us, by our liquor tax: ' 

Remembering these sad facts, is there no call 

For Prohibition ? For statistics show, 



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And righteousness and reason teach the same, 
That Prohibition! soon will sweep away 
These heavy whisky taxes. Nevermore, 
Until this curse is banished from our Land; 
Will we begin to fully realize 
How sorely we »■■ dfor Us support* 



XVII. 

While Prohibition makes our taxes light; 
It does still more. It strikes a fatal blow, 
Against Unjust Monopolies, and thus 
Must greatly benefit all " lab'ring men." 
For Prohibition utterly destroys 
The largest, and beyond all doubt, the 
Monopoly, that ever cursed our Earth. 

The constant conflict, going on to-day, 
Between our working-men and millionaires; 
Our Capital and Labor; Wealth and Work; 
Is one of vast importance to the world; 
One, on the settlement of which, depend 
The weal or woe, of multitudes of men. 
In this great struggle, vast monopolies, 
Must ever hold a place of prominence. 
Now great Monopolies are not all bad, 
And in their proper place and sphere, may do, 
(As many do) a vast amount of good. 
But some, are wholly, always, only bad: 
And such is this Monopoly of Bum. 
jfot one redeeming feature can it bo 

In this broad land of ours, bound with bands 
Of steel, both North and South, and East and W( 
The very moment, mention may be made 
Of great Monopolies: at once, men think 



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Of Railroads, as the greatest of them all: 

Not so, for millions upon millions more, 

Of hard-earned wealth are wasted, aye, far worse 

Than wasted, on this heartless, beastly, vile 

Monopoly of Liquor; than are spent 

For Railroads, or on any other trade 

Or traffic under Heaven. Go if you can, 

And estimate the good already done, 

By our great Railway systems; though no doubt, 

They have committed many direful wrongs, 

In trampling under foot God's Holy day, 

And "grinding down the faces of the poor," 

Still, *>n the whole, with all their faults, they help 

And bless our Land. But what has whisky done ? 

Oh, Fellow-Countrymen ! Do we now groan, 
Beneath the heavy hands of want and wrong? 
Behold* ! that vast Monopoly of Sin, 
Which lifts its head so high above all else, 
And flings its lurid flames across the "World ! 
It is the Devil's traffic in Strong Drink : 
Our greatest foe: Rum's vile monopoly: 
And worst of all, our government creates 
This vast, unjust monopoly, by law: 
The State steps in and says, "A chosen few/* 
(Those base enough to do this fiendish work,) 
Shall share the profits of this Godless trade.'* 

But who supports this vile monopoly ? 
"Who feeds its fires and furnishes its funds? 
The working-man. At least fifteen per cent. 
Of all the earnings of our Working-men, 
Goes in to line the pockets, of those poor, 
Deluded, greatly-to-be-pitied Fools, 
Those soul-destroying, liquor-dealing Knaves, 
Who for some paltry gold, will sell their all. 



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Far would it be for Working-men, 

If they, instead ol going to our Millionaires, 

And there demanding from them, "bread or Mood" 

Should march in solid phalanx to the polls. 
And with their ballots, day the / Drink: 

he, by all odds, is their gr< e; 

And his, is the Monopoly o( all 
Monopolies, which always Btands opposed 

vtry int'rest of the Working-man. 

The Liquor-dealers always try to make, 

The Working-classes think, they are their friends: 

Just as the spider is the fly's best friend, 

Untir he gets him safely in his web ; — 

Just so, these Liquor Sellers pat the backs, 

Of Working-men, so long as they ran sell, 

Death-dealing Drink to them, for hard-earned gold: 

But mark you, — when they drain their last poor cent 

From them, — they cooly kick them out of doors. 

Come. Fellow-Workmen, from your dusty rields, 

Or still more dusty shops, and let us smite. 

This mighty, moneyed monster of Strong Drink: 

With Prohibition, we can soon destroy. 

This one, vast, vile monopoly of Bum, 

And clothe with comfort, every child of toil, 

And crown our humble Homos with lasting Peace. 



XVIII. 

And Fourthly. Prohibition, will PBOMOT1 

EDUCATION, in our Land; and all 
B jiit-mindod-mon, admit that this is one 
Main stone, upon which ;r Nation's hope. 

And all wise-thinkers, feel that every hand, 
Which Btrikes a fatal Mow. against our schools, 



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Seals up the Fountain cf our liberties, 

And flings us back, into that night, from which 

The World emerged, four hundred years ago. 

Against all colleges and schools, to-day, 

A cruel hand is raised to strike a blow, 

Which though it may not kill, still sadly wounds. 

Our precious colleges, and public schools, 

And which, unless removed, may some day crush, 

The Cause of Education, ever dear, 

To all who love the Truth, and seek the Light. 

This hand so hostile to our Country's schools, 

Is hidden now; but soon will be unearthed: 

Then all, as some do now, will clearly see; 

It is the cruel hand of blind-eyed Rum, 

Which seeks to bind us, with its iron chains, 

And snuff the candle of our knowledge out. 

We ask: whose children, schooled in every vice, 
Grow up in ignorance ? Whose children have 
No books, nor clothes, nor yet encouragement 
To go to school ? Almost in every case, 
They are the children of those drunken ones, 
Who sink their earnings, in the bowl of death. 
Three-fourths of those who are illiterate, 
In this, the Land of almost countless schools, 
Are those, whose fathers, or whose mothers use 
Intoxicating drinks; and thus are made, 
Incompetent, as well as disinclined, 
To send their children, to our grand free schools. 

Now in this Country, where there is no law, 
(Yet where undoubtedly, there should be one,) 
Compelling children to attend our schools; 
And in this Country, where there are to-day, 
Permitted and sustained, by statute law, 
At least two-hundred thousand liquor dens, 



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Where ignorance and vice, are freely taught, 
In open opposition to our schools, — 

In -'icli a land, can any think it stiange; 

That, by the hundred thousand?, boys and girls 

Are growing up, who never go to school? 

The greatest dangers, to our Government, 

And to our Institutions free, are those 
Which always spring from ignorance and vice, 
And these, we know, spring largely from Strong Drink 
Yet all this time, our Government upholds, 
A licensed Groggery, on every hand, 
Where by the million, wretched children may, 
Receive an education, most compL 
In all the rudiments of sin and shame, 
As well as in the higher grades of vice. 
And crime; and whence, ere long, they will obtain, 
Diplomas of full graduation, from 
These Universities of wholesale Hell, — 
On which Diplomas, are these pregnant words, 
These sad, heart-rending words, "Drink! Dn 
death! " 

( >h, will not God's grand, holy, ble>-< 1 I !a 

( >f full, free Education, be advanced, 

When these low, liquor-licensed schools of vice, 

These colleges of cruelty and crime, 

These Universities of endless Death, 

Shall all be swept forever from our Earth, 

By just and righteous Prohibition laws 

And let one word be spoken here, we pray. 
For those poor Blaves who were at last set h 

But whose dark minds, untaught fo] | a-t, 

When, in a moment, brought into the light 

Of Freedom's blazing, burning, noonday sun, 

Were dazed, and could not bear its brilliant beams, 



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But sank back into ignorance and gloom. 
They thus became a prey for every form 
Of vice, oppression, violence and fraud. 

This is not true, by any means, of all; 

For many of our brightest, keenest minds, 

Once bent beneath the burdens of the slave: 

These, since their Freedom's dawn, have so improved, 

That, bursting through the bonds which bound their 

hands, 
And those still stronger bonds of ignorance 
Which bound their minds, they stand to-day, the peers 
Of any race, in any age or clime. 

Though this be true of some, yet this sad fact 
Eemains. That millions of our " Freedman's " race 
Can neither read nor write, and lying low 
In ignorance, they readily become 
The dupes of those vile knaves, who know the right 
And yet who always choose to do the wrong, 
And who, like very fiends, make other mens' 
Misfortunes stepping stones to lift themselves 
Up into lives of luxury and ease. 

Oh, shall we not defend this helpless race, 

To wliich, for years of unpaid toil, we owe 

A debt of inost enormous magnitude ? 

Oh, shall we not attempt to help them break 

These bonds of ignorance which bind them fast, 

That they may soon behold Truth's wondrous light 

And spurn their present bondage to those knaves 

Who, through their ignorance, still make them slaves? 

There is but one true way to grant them help. 
'Tis this. They must be taught to help themselves. 
To feel the need of colleges and schools. 
Now never will this object be attained 



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"Until the manufacture and the sale 

Of all intoxicating drinks is stopped, 

For all admit, the Frebdmas Rum. 

And thousands of these poor benighted souls, 

Who once bemoan* d the slavery of men. 

Are now, with chains ten thousand tim< ^ng> 

Bound down forever, by the demon Drink, 

Beneath the awful slavery of hell. 

Oh, shall we, as a Nation, be aroused 

From North to South, from East to West, and sink 

Four billion dollars and one million men 

T i 3We< p away the slavery of man, 

Then, sitting down with folded hands, refuse 

To even lift a linger to destroy 

The curse of rum, the slavery of Hell ? 

Oh, let us heed the cries of former slaves, 

And save them from a still more fearful fate, 

By banishing forever from our land 

This traffic in Strong Drink ! And then in place 

Of " gin-mills" we'll have churches, and instead 

Of vile saloons, '•the breathing holes of Hell*' 

Where ignorance and vice go hand in hand, 
We'll have grand colleges and common schools, 
And then the Fkledman's lkollem will be - 

Hurrah, for Prohibition! 'Tis the friend 

Of EDUCATION and of all that's good, 

And comes to liberate the slaves of Drink, 

And shed God's light on Rum-benighted minds. 



Another thing will Prohibition do. 
'Twii.i. i LEO] LY HELP T< I BU 38 am- itlii v 

The great and browing cities, of our land. 
These cities are the centers of our life: 



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We look to their great busy marts for trade; 
Into their laps we pour our choicest gifts; 
Within their bosom rests our greatest wealth; 
Twelve millions of our people press their streets, 
And many millions more are crowding fast 
Into their homes (already more than full) 
In ever rapidly increasing throngs. 
In eighteen-hundred, but one twenty-fifth 
Of all the people had their homes, 'tis said, 
In our great cities. Now, at least one-fifth 
Of all our population (though increased 
So vastly) may be found within the bounds 
Of these great centers of our nation's life 

Now, if the vast majority of those 

Who thus have filled our cities were good men, 

The very best of all our people, then 

This tendency to centralize our power 

By massing most of these, our growing hosts, 

Into a few great cities, would not be 

The cause of any danger to the State. 

But such, alas, has never been the case! 

For while 'tis true that many of our best 

And noblest men and women have their homes 

In these large cities, yet 'tis just as true 

(However sad the iact) that wicked men 

Out-number, in the cities all the good. 

The weak and vam, the idle, and the vile, 

Attracted by the glare of city life, 

Or by its greater opportunities 

For exercising every gift of brain, 

To get a living without honest toil, 

Or for committing every kind of crime, 

Have flocked into our cities, more and more, 

Until they hold almost complete control 

Of nearly every city in the land. 

Controlled by vile Monoplies and Rings, 



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Bcofne our greatest Bhame. 
T1 the haunts of vice and orime and lust. 

portions of them have become bo vile, 

their name 

They would he rightly called,— '*Mot-heds of Hell 
id act thrQugh h rids, 

Th( >, which lowers high above 

All others in cur cities, and which works 
More ruin, and creates more want and woe, 
Produoi real wretchedness and wrong, 

Than all the rest combined. It is the cun 
The awful, universal curse of Hum, 
Which turns our cities into haunts of vice, 
And makes them synonyms for shames and crimes; 
The vile abodes of everything unjust and mean; 
Of all impurity and beggary and sin. 

A problem more momentous, than the one 
Which centers in "Municipal control" 
Can scarcely be conceived; For 'tis a fact 
Large Cities rule the World, and these in turn 
Are largely ruled by base and wicked men. 
Hence, very frequently you hear it said; 
1 often even Tetnp'rance men believe, 
u That Prohibition will succeed in towns, 
And in our rural regions, well enough, 
13ut m great Cities, it will prove a farce." 

Well let us bravely iool in the face. 

It 18 a f;.cl , that not a - State 

Has carried Prohibition, in whose bounds 

1 any City of important size. 
It also ifl . that in the live 
Chi< f Cities of Ohio, we hive found, 

Our Prohibition vote was "counted Out.* 1 

It is a fact, that nearly all our "Strik< 



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And "Riots," in our Cities, have their birth. 

It is a fact. Municipal misrule 

Is our chief danger; and that hellish Rum 

Its chief support, holds Cities in His hand. 

It is a fact: That "Primaries" of both 

Old Parties meet, quite often in Saloons. 

It is a fact. That in our City Courts 

Corruption is the rule, till Justice mocked; 

Our streets have frequently run red with blood. 

It is a most appalling fact, That vice 

And "Anarchy" and all high-handed crimes, 

That violence and strife; that discontent 

And hatred, by the poor, against the rich; 

Are in our Cities daily growing worse; 

Till ' 'Politics" in both old Parties, is 

A most disgraceful scramble for "the spoils;" 

A game of "buy and sell" by "Party hacks" 

And "Boodle Bosses" who well understand, 

Whoever wins, the Victors, ' must divide. 9 " 

"With all these dreadful facts before our eyes, 
Shall we give up our battle for the Right ? 
Must " Universal Suffrage " be repealed ? 
Shall wicked Liquor men, our Cities rule, 
And ruling, ruin all we hold most dear ? 
Shall " Anarchists " and howling mobs demand, 
Unless we all bow down to their sweet will 
They'll wreck our cities and burn up our homes, 
Or send their bullets crashing through our brain ? 

The craven coward, in a time like this, 
Would basely cry, " yes! yes! we will submit!" 
Not so, those patriots, in whose blue viens 
Is flowing hot the blood of dauntless sires. 
No! no! we'll die first! " is their fearless shout. 
We prophesy that George C. Haddock's blood 
Is not the last the demon Drink shall spill. 



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u There's no remission where do blood is shed. w 
This seen.- to be the law of all reform 
Hence, though not pessimistic i 1 sure 

That rum will never die a peaceful death. 

The fiercest of the fighi will never come 

Until the prohibitionisl i d 

In national elections. Nol till then 

Will come i: the tug of war," for we will find 

Electing prohibition easy work 

Compared with it-- enfob< ement. Our late war 

Came after Lincoln's triumph, not before. 

Hence, after prohibitionists elect 
Their h< sident and Congress, they will find 
Their hardest battle will be to enforce 
Prohibitory laws within the bounds 

Of all our lar 9. And although 

The prohibit inn party will not can 
Another civil war, yet we predict 

Most tierce and bloody riots in our streets; 
For whisky men (law-breakers that they are), 
Defying openly that wise restraint 
Forbidding any man to sell Strong Drink, 
Dpon election days; they'll deal it out 

Like water, to their poor deluded dupes, 
Until with maddened brain, led on by hmr 
And liquor cut-throats, those half-drunken m< 

Will shout, "Down with THESE PROHIBITION CRANKS 

Who want to take away oub liberties/ 1 
Unchecked by "Officers" in league with them 
They'll rush around the u ballot b >\ " with guns, 
Revolvers, Bticks, and stones, and drive away 
The prohibition voter from the u polls/ 1 

But such mob violence will UOl last lone;. 

The People's will in any righteous cause 
Becomes invincible. A few brave souls 

Will seal their testimony to the truth 



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"With their life's blood. But righteousness will win. 

And let this be remembered. That no State 

Cursed with large cities will be competent 

To cope unaided with these " whisky mobs." 

The arm to wield the hammer which shall break 

Drink's deadly curse to pieces w r ill not be 

The puny arm of any single State; 

'Twill be the Nation's, in that Party's hands, 

"Which God is raising up, to sweep Strong Drink 

From every town and city in the land. 

Once give us Prohibition, and we know. 

The problem of our cities will be solved: 

That very soon they all will be transformed, 

Prom reeking hot-beds of all kinds of crime, 

Of cruelty and poverty and woe; 

Into the peaceful joyous blest abodes, 

Of healthy, happy children, women, men; 

A people pious, temperate and wise, 

Their hearts and homes forever freed from Rum. 



Moreover Prohibition will procure; 

God's richest blessings to those very men, 

"Who now are fighting it. Poor wretched souls ! 

Deluded by their greedy thirst for gold, 

They can not — will not see their greatest good. 

They do not seem to know, their traffic is, 

Their greatest curse. That while they cling to Rum, 

They press a deadly viper to their hearts, 

Which is most surely, stinging them to death — 

An endless death — And yet they know it not. 

Shall none of these poor wretched ones be saved? 

Oh yes! Thank God! Great numbers of them shall. 

God's holy Prohibition will compel, 



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These men, to quit this business, which desta 
Alike, the life of others, and their own, 
\ l force them to take up some honest trade. 

v business is so u hardening " as this 
Of Belling Drink, and none degra l< >on. 

The Liquor-D< aler can no< help but b< 
What harm ho dee-. Be sees hia victims grow 
More ragged and more wretched, d ly by day — 
He often listens to the trembling t n< s, 
( )f s< 'in*- pale starving boy or sbiv'ring girl, 
Who stand with streaming eyes, and plead with him; 
" Please Mister " (Drunkard-Maker) lk ' Plei 
Don't sell my father any more strong drink"' — 
He hears of some poor drunkard's noble v 
Or good old mother, hud to rest — whose hearts 
He knows full well, were broken by his Rum. 

Wo wonder these poor wretches steel themselv 

ainsl the claims of pity- -others 
Their hearts hard as they are, would surely bn 
But do they quit their trade? No, no! not thej I 
They take another glass of hellish Drink, 
And soon forget the ruin they have wrought; 
But ( k>d the Righteous ( hie does no< I 
For all these things are written in His Book, 

ep curs< 'i this whole vile trade: 

Hence though 'tis true, these Liquor-Dealers make 
Vast sums of money, by their horrid work, 
\ ' it is always at the price of health, 
Or happiness. No man can ever he, 
A bappy man, wh< feels the guilt, 

Of h i • ■ are the fruits of fraud. 

These Liquor-1 seldom Live long live 

'I hoy neai ly a me the Blav< 

< »• Drink, ami die the drunkard's hop h as death. 



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They often die from violence and strife, 

Or often kill themselves, through dread remorse. 

There are to them, but few enjoyments here; 

And in the Great Hereafter, all is gloom. 

They have no true peace in the present world ; 

No pleasant prosj^ects, in the World to Come. 

Oh, this whole business is most ruinous! 

And many Liquor-Dealers know it well; 

And doubtless thousands who are now engaged 

In this degraded and degrading trade, 

Would gladly quit it, if they thought they could. 

True Temperance Eeformers do not hate, 
These Liquor men; but each Reformer feels, 
11 Oh would to God ! that I could take the hand 
Of every Liquor-Dealer on the Globe, 
And lift him out of Drink's most sick'ning filth, 
Into a life of righteousness and truth." 
And by God's grace, in His own time, we will. 

Dear Fellow- Workers, in this grand Reform ! 

That happy day is not far distant now; 

When many of these poor, blind, Liquor men, 

Converted and reformed, will bless their God, 

For these same Temperance men; w 7 ho now are called 

By them. cc Fanatics, Hypocrites and Fools." 

Yes, Prohibition will most surely bring, 

To every Liquor-Dealer boundless good, 

And prove his richest blessing; For no doubt, 

In many cases, it will set him free, 

Not only from the guilt of selling Rum , 

But from the rule of Satan and of Sin; 

And through resistless grace, based on the blood 

And righteousness of Christ; the Holy Ghost 

Will lift him out of darkness into Light, 

And place upon his head, " the crown of life." 



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Still further, Prohibition will break up 
The '• 80i id south '* and '* Bolid North " as well. 
Philanthropists, both North and South, had hi 
That when the war had ended strife would 

And that old hatred, which had cursed our Land 
aany years would so >me extinct ; — 

That L0Y6 would soon cement divided hearts, 

And bury evermore fraternal feuds, 
By healing up the wounds of civil strife. 
Ala- ! f»r human hopes ! It is not so. 
We find the South arrayed against the North, 
Almost as bitterly, as in those days, 
When Slavery so Borely tried men's souls. 
Now this hostility must he removed, 
Or else the Nation's life is -till at stake. 
Why all this hitter sectional abuse ? 
Why all this hatred V Why a " Solid South ? " 
And why, opposing it, a " Solid North '. " 
What is the cause for such a state of thing 
Is Slavery this cause? It can't he that: 
! ' r in the South, they are as much opposed 
1 i Slavery to-day, as in the North. 

Hero is the CSOSe. We have a solid North, 

Arrayed a-am-t a Solid South, 1" cause, 

We will wot bury issues that are D 

Both Bides are v« ry much to blame for this. 

Our civil war, which s< ale 1 forevermore 

The doom of Slavery, ^Ya> Wage 1 1 >ng since. 

And settled that great question, for (ill time, 

Ala- I most all our Politicians fail, 

To fully realize, this blesse* 1 facl . 

1 be] Beem to be, still list'ningf to the din 



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Of clashing arms; or down beneath the dense 
Black smoke, of deadly battle, they still seem, 
To see, the flowing of fraternal blood; 
And hence, instead of reaching forth the hand 
Of peace, across the gulf of civil strife, 
And healing with the touch of tender Love, 
The deep-laid wounds inflicted by the war; 
They seem to take a fiendish, strange delight, 
In opening up afresh these closing wounds; 
Thus kindling up anew, the smould'ring fires 
Of cruel hate. When will such conduct melt 
Our stubborn hearts, and weld us into one ? 

Let any candid and unbiased man (?) 

Aside from Party prejudice, review 

The " Campaign " work, of Platform and of Press, 

For twelve years past. And let him take this work, 

From both great Parties, treating them alike, 

And let him pour the whole vast putrid mass, 

Into the golden crucible of Truth; 

And he will find, when he has boiled it down, 

He only has a pitiful rehash, 

Of old dead issues, settled long ago. 

Our Politicians have for twenty years, 

Been harping on the old and worn-out strings, 

Of " Slavery/' " The Sovereignty of States." 

Secession/' and such kindred thread-bare themes. 

No wonder then, we have a solid South, 

And solid North. We always will be rent 

Asunder thus; until we leave these dead, 

Old issues, slumbering beneath the sod 

Of brotherly forgetfulness: and take 

Some new and living question up, 

Connected with the common needs of each 

And every Section of our common Land. 



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Where ean we find this question, do you ask 1 

■ 1 1 1 i_r ils, men, all seem to answer back. 
What question of more vital interest — 
M re vast importance, to the North and South, 

The Ea^i and West, than this of Tempt rm 

Jusl think a moment. Talk about (he war! 

Why we d< sti 'y. more money an i more men, 
E i h ye ir, by our a 1 liquor trad< 

1 ':. D • • ■ id, in any single year, 

( >f OUT I lly and :s war. 

And Gladstone, truly says. ,( Intemperance 
Destroys more of our English-speaking race, 
Than Famine, War ami Pestilence combine 1. 

Was our whole Nation, stirred, awakened, wild, 
]>< Slavery ? And shall we sl< i 

With folded hands, untouched, and unarous 
By this far viler Slavery of RuniV 
Oh, < I no! I NO ! ! ! It can not— shall not be. 
G-od never falters. The resist! - 
< >: T c mce Is sweeping grandly on, 

In its majestic eourse: and very SOOn, 
i . se old dead issues of the war, will sink 
Bene t i the slumb'ring shoreless, Boundless Sea 
Of deep Oblivion, to rise no more. 

Already in the South — concerning this; 

si momentous question of the age — 
Thefe is a mighty movement breaking forth: 
For irrespective of pasl Party lii 
Our gifted, n ible Southern Temp 'ranee nn 
\ waiting anxiously, to clasp the hands, 
Of Northern brethren, in this fearful fight, 
Which shall at last, dethrone King Alcohol. 

Shall Northern men reject the8e outstretched hands f 

\ v ei I We are ready Brethren dear; 



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To meet with you " half way." Then let us leave 
Our Runt-cursed Parties and together stand, 
Beneath our Temperance banner, pure and white; 
To battle side by side, with heart to heart, 
In this, the coming conflict of the age; 
And soon we'll be, no longer twain but one. 

Most rapidly, the South is sweeping past 

The North, in this great Prohibition fight. 

May it not be, that in return for what 

We did to help them banish Slavery, 

The South will teach us how to banish Rum ? 

It certainly begins to look that way. 

The North and South alike must now divide 

Not on the ' 'Color," but the "Liquor" line. 

The break was made in grand Atlanta's fight 

Where White aud Colored men pressed to the "Polls/ 

Mixed up. Both races voting "w^et and dry." 

God grant that soon the North and South may know 

No longer "Mason's, Dixon's line," but may divide 

Along this line. " Homes versus vile Saloons." 

We had an earnest, of what is to come; 

Just lately, when our good and brave St. John 

Of Kansas soil, and Maryland's noble son, 

The honored William Daniel, joined their hands, 

And pledged their lives; to Prohibition North; 

To Prohibition South, and everywhere. 

Oh, would we then be freed forevermore, 
From this sad stigma, of a solid South 
And North ? Let statesman, politicians, all; 
Each patriotic woman, man and child; 
Each lover of his Country, and his God, 
Forever cease from flaunting to the air , 
The "Bloody Shirt;" But let them everywhere, 
O'er North and South, and East and West, unfurl 



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1 1 s< Prohibition's banner to the I 

An 1 Boon 

am. " SOLED NOBTH" WILL I "AMEN." 



Prohibition, w 

HON's B 

Of other counl - kindreds, clixn< 

gran I old flag, the preci 
^\\" i 1 1 bear a glory, scarcely dreamed of now. 
I: >nly, this grand principle of Truth, 
! Qce emblaz >ned clearly on its folds. 

ut how can this be done ? ,J we - 

I I , •> *8 PITUTION W \ED. 

. which is our written law, 
Th< .ration of our will, 

ct. When 
[| did not teach all rnmental Truth 

And could n - >me tru ten unkn 

t, if not to all our leading men : 
Of these truths, some are known; whil 
tin to be dia in future ye 

Amendments have I and must b i ma I 

It we would have our ( ition k« i 

Apace with progress, and with new-found Truth: 

jhly object to th 
All such , declare, "we never ha v< wrong, 

Bu1 were 1 >n, fr mi the very first 

The obj( i titution, 

To fully, ( pe tk the p< pl< 's * ill, 

ing all our National affairs. 
Ilmli. none is infallible, b i 

An«l bence. the People's will may not be right. 

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5 Tis only when the People's will bespeaks 
The holv will of God, that it can stand 
The test of time. No question ever is; 
Or can be settled, till it's settled right: 
And that will always be, in God's own way, 
And in accordance with His changeless Truth. 

The World is getting better, age by age; 
As one by one, the mighty conflicts waged, 
Between the hosts of light, and Sends of Hell, 
Are settled — yea, and settled for all time, 
In favor of the hosts of Righteousness. 

Our theory of Government, is based 
Upon the doctrine, that the People rule; 
That "WE the people, hold the sovereign right 
To say, what shall, or what shall not be done.' 5 
'Tis true, that here, a sovereign People rule ; 
But whether we acknowledge it or not, 
"We rule, beneath the sovereign hand of Him, 
Who puts down one, and sets another up." 
; Tis He who marshals men and nations too, 
And as our Sovereign, bends our wills to His. 
We are His people, and He uses us, 
To fight for Him, against the hosts of sin. 

To-day the Devil largely rules the World. 

He and his hellish hosts, still hold their Fort: 

This as his Citadel, is so well built, 

That seemingly, no force could ever shake, 

The firm foundations of its deep-laid walls, 

Around this Fort, at certain distances, 

He has erected, "Breast-Works" strong and high, 

And planted mighty "Batteries," from which 

This wily Leader of the fiends of Hell, 

Has been for many ages, and is still, 

Not only mowing down the ranks of man, 

But keeping back the progress of the Truth. 



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Ruler of the Uni 
II-. >nc< I )t all, decr< 1 i ternal war, 
A linst the Devil and his hellish hordes. 
Their mighty Citadel musl be desta >j ed ; 
These hosts of darkness, bound with endless chains, 
A I casl into that lake of brimstone fir* 
Where they shall be tormented evermore. 
Bui first, to roach the Devil's central Fort, 
And by, at last, destroying it, obtain 
The final victory; his ' 'Breast- Works" must 
Be taken, and his ••Batteries" be stormed, 
1 this Mat work, our Sovereign Savior, King, 
Oar "Captain of Salvation' 1 1< ads His ho 
And one by one, these Ck T3rea^t-^Yorks* , must go dowji: 
And one by one, these mighty (< Batteri< 
(); sin and error, grief and woe, shall be 
ver silenced, bv the arms of Truth. 



AW have been waging one of these great Avars. 
i smoke has scarcely chared: the horrid din 
Of battle scarcely ceased to wring our ears; 
But this we know. The battle has been fought; 
The vict'ry won; and Slavery is dead. 
This Bn ast-Work" lias been taken; and its guns 
i ev( r "spiked" in silence stand, excepi 
As trophies of the triumph of the Truth. 
Behol I, our Monument of victory ! 
It stands imbedded in our Nation's law: 
I ' r by our Constitution, lll am: i u.i 
Whatever be their color or their rac 

Bui Bhall we now rest satisfied with this? 
Ah, Nol Our ei ire not yel dead ; 

Although repulsed, they are nol overcome. 

Their crafty Leader (as his custom is, 

When one • breast-work' 1 or "battery" is stormed; 
But >ti- ngthens Btill mure carefully the next: 



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That when the one is taken, he may find 
Behind the other, safety from his foes ) 
Has only led his hosts of darkness back, 
Behind a stronger wall, and seeks to wage, 
With greater guns, and still more fiendish zeal, 
A fiercer conflict with the hosts of Truth. 

Behind what c "Breast-work" now does Satan lurk? 
"What mighty ' "Batteries" are belching forth, 
Hell's most destructive deadly volleys now V 
Look closely ! See ! upon that breast-work there, 
In letters lurid with the glow of Hell, 
These awful words. "Rum, whisky, brandy, gin." 
Look, look ! when for a moment, that dense smoke 
Around those great grim guns, shall clear away ! 
Behold those guns! those death-inflicting, aye, 
Those woe-producing, soul-destroying guns ! 
On each, God's hand has written, "wine and beer." 
How long shall our poor race, by millions die, 
Shot down by these death-dealing guns of Bum ? 
How long shall our w 7 hole World sit dumb with woe, 
Nor lift a finger for its own relief, 
From all this poverty, distress and death, 
Brought on it, by its traffic in strong drink ? 

Thank God! our weeping world is waking up. 

Behold America ! "Land of the free; 

Home of the brave" is leading forth her hosts ! 

Here, holy men of God, are pitting guns, 

Grand, Prohibition, life-preserving guns, 

Against the Devil's deadly batteries; 

And by their votes, are pouring red-hot shot, 

Into the breast-works of infernal Bum. 

Already sev'ral breaches have been made . 

In Kansas, and in Iowa and Maine, 

The battle has been fought, a vict'ry w r on; 

And through the ever-wid'ning breach thus made, 



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round them, North and South, 
And East an 1 West, are quickly j in. 

I rms I Temperance Warriors ! i 

Our ( 'ountry, aye the World beseeches us, 
To fight for tc God and Home and Native Land.' 1 
< )h, lei ua never Bfc >p, until we pla 

Pun I ' 'H, in our Nation's li 

And make our Constitution nobly - 

•II a NO MAS SB kLL M\NI I LCT1 BE, SI LL, 

Ob KEi ln these United S 

T &EVEB, ANYTHING TO HAKE MEN DBU» 

We have no sympathy with Temp'rance m< 

Who in their wild extravagance, assert 

That ju ■ u as Prohibition comes, 

At once filillenial days will dawn on Earth, 

Our sin l'u 1 World 1>« come a Paradi 

The Prohibition of Strong Drink, of coure 

Will prove a priceless boon to all our i 

And make our Earth, a far more happy borne; 

I i r Liquor Prohibition, means far mo 

Than death to Hum. This does not stand alone. 

The principle of Prohibition rests 

In ( lod 1 Truth. And we beli< 

That many Prohibil to-day 

Art buildin I ban they know, 

( )r < ven dream. For by Btern I> >gic'e law, 

li follows, that it' Nations have the right 

To stop importing, making, Belling Drink, 

I U yond all doubt they have the right t< i stop 

The importation, manufacture, sale 

Of ] heb noxious, hurtful dr 

l [i nee when "sj >n shall 

! I »})ium, and all such thii 

• their heels. M09t t 
This answers those who constantly affirm. 



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That Prohibitionists, expect to form 

A new "Third Party" for most everything." 

The Prohibition Party will fulfill 

Its noble mission, then will soon become 

Corrupt and die. And though it will do much 

To bless mankind, it will not banish sin, 

Nor make a blissful Paradise of Earth. 

For there are other woes besides Strong Drink 

Which curse our "World. New Parties will arise 

To grapple with, and put these evils down; 

And as each Battle's fought, each vict'ry won, 

Its grand results, will be forever clinched 

Within the "Constitution" of the Land. 

The "Sacred Number Seven" which denotes 

The period of rest, we are inclined 

To think, applies not only to "days, months 

And years," but to "Millenniums" as well. 

If our "Chronology" should be correct, 

The Seven-Thousandth Period of Man 

The blest "Millennial age" of Earth, will dawn 

Within One Hundred years. Hence we believe 

About the close of the next Century 

Will rise, " c the christian party" to espouse 

The principles of "National Reform." 

Within this grandest Party of them all 

None but true Christians shall obtain a place. 

God's Name will be acknowledged, and His Word 

Be made the basis of all human laws; 

Against this Christian Party, will be massed 

All wicked men, and all the fiends of Hell: 

Earth's "Armageddon" battle will be fought. 

Truth shall prevail. Our Savior, Jesus Christ, 

The rightful Ruler of the Universe, 

Be crowned, "the king of kings and lord of lords." 



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But leai Speculation 91 this we know. 

There is no Country under Qeav'n, to-day; 
Where U nfliot of the i 

Can be more quickly wage I successfully: 
For through God's goodness, in this land of oui 
I. !. man's a sovereign, and each man is i'i - 
Between our sh res and those of other lands ] 
( I real ( Oceans roll] and so we do not need, 

V;iM standing armi<-. i i maintain our rights. 
N i are our faces ground into the dust, 
By those extravagant and heavy drains 
Which must he levied on a Nation's wealth, 
To feed the useless pomp of royal thron< 
With all their pampered Axistocrac 
For these and other reasons, in this tight 
Against Intemperance, and all it- w 
We have the grandest prospect for succ< 
Of any other nation on the Globe. 

Oh, if consistent with His holy will, 
May God grant us this EONOB, to 1 e first 
Among the mighty Nations of the Earth, 
To fling a Temp'rance banni b to the winds, 
A iid as a temp'rance nation, bless the world, 
I r Country would "prohibit" Drink, 

All other Nations soon would do the sunt. 

Oh, Fellow-Countrymen ! let us improve 

Our glorious opportunity to light, 

(Save that, by which, our Saviour vanquished Sin,) 

I I i grandest battle Earth has i i n. 
We fight not for ourselves, but for tin W( i 
The victory is hard to win ; bi i 

I I i rant as courage, patience, Faith; and soon 
Flung from the mast-head of our "Ship of State/' 
Our grand old "Stars and Stri] a ill kiss the si 
And all (and none more proud than we) shall >< l 



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Emblazoned clearly, on its ample folds 

There side by side, not only that grand Truth; 
c ' Eternal abolition, from the sin 

Of slavery" but that still grander Truth; 
u Eternal prohibition, from the curse, 

And crime of alcoholic drunkenness." 



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Another problem, will be largely solved, 

If Prohibition shall become our law — 

A problem, with which few can be compared, 

As fraught with more momentous interests 

Of pressing prominence, and magnitude, 

To our own Land, as well as to the World. 

This giant immigration problem, stands, 

And stares us in the face. What shall we do ? 

By thousands, emigrants from foreign lands, 

Are nocking to our shores, to find a home. 

From every Country, and from every clime 

They come; and never in our history, 

Has this, our highly favored land, received 

So vast an influx, from across the seas, 

As in the last few years. An army comes 

Each year, at least, five hundred thousand strong. 

Our Country's flooded now, and still they come. 

But what effect, will all these hosts produce, 

Upon our Country ? Surely such a mass 

Of human-kind, a half a million souls, 

Thus poured upon us, year by year, must have 

No small effect, upon our Nation's life. 

Whence do these foreign thousands chiefly come ? 

We answer. Largely from the Rum-cursed lands 

Of Europe, And they bring along with them, 

Their social drinking habits; and expect 



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To exercise the 

And atoms, here 

With us, they loved bo well, beyond th< 

can we hope, thai I nght, 

Fr >m early baby-hood, to look upon 
[ntoxicating drinks, just as they would, 
The >f life, 

To help our grand, g i I Temperance cause aloe 

y don't do it: and what is worse, they 
The great majority of them, 
Axe bitterly opposed, to Temperance work, 
And Temperance laws. Ten thousands of them come 
And with a little money of their own. 
Or with a little borrowed from their friends; 
They buy some whisky, and a keg of beer- 
Put out their Bigns; and soon build up a trade. 
Quite frequently the man ^oes out to wo 
The woman keeps the shop; and as they live 
On nothing nearly — soon we find them rich. 
How do they use their beer and whisky wealth? 
Do all these foreign Liquor-Dealers seek, 
To keep Intemp'rance out of Politics? 
By no meai.-. Everywhere they clamor long 
And loud — ''Let all these silly Temp'rance laws, 
And Sunday laws, b< led: 

We came here to be free (?) Nor will we have 
Our liberties (?) in anywise curtail* d." 

ir aim is to transform America, 

Long, into a grand facsimile, 
Of their own happj is Father-land. 

All must admit. They have B1 I well. 

risH any ( "iiy in our J. and; 

Lndyou will find u I r lens' 1 everywhere, 

So hkc those seen across the rolling d< 
That if you did not know, in ether ways — 



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Than by inspecting these beer-guzzling hells — 

You could not tell, upon which Continent 

You stood. Beer-burdened Europe, or our own 

Beer-cursed United States ? But worst of all; 

Our Politicians, heed the siren song, 

Of those engaged in this infernal trade, 

And stand entranced. With shame, we must confess; 

That foreign Liquor-Dealers largely hold 

Our Government, in their own hands to-day, 

And can and do dictate to us, what line 

Of policy, we must henceforth pursue. 

This Country (though we may not know it) is, 

Bound down beneath the iron hand of Kum, 

And lorded over, by the ' 'Liquor Ring" 

A large per-cent. of which, comes from abroad. 

See, how our politicians, bow and scrape, 

In blind submission to this foreign vote; 

Nor do they ever dare to stem its tide. 

How long, O Countrymen ! shall things thus be ? 

How long, shall these vile men, not only rule, 

But ruin, this fair land, which welcomes them 

With open arms, to come and occupy 

Its fertile fields, and share its happy homes ? 

For, one long century, and more, we have 

Conducted our National affairs, 

Untrammeled by dictation from afar: 

And independently of other lands, 

Have sailed our "Ship of State" to suit ourselves: 

And shall we now submit to those whose tastes, 

And habits, have been formed in other climes, 

And under circumstances so diverse 

From ours here ? And shall we let them come, 

And guide in their own way, our "Ship of State ? " 

No ! no ! ! we'll still cling firmly to the helm; 

And by God's.grace, we will in His good time, 



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Et mallj prohibit from our Land, 
This whole infernal traffic in BtrODg drink, 
In Bpite of every Foreigner 00 EaJ th, 
Who dares to undertake to Btop our work. 

And if our fori LgQ brethren do QOt like, 

Chis whol< Bale Prohibition of Drink's c 
They are at perfi ct lib go, 

Back to those Rum-cursed countries, whence they 

Thank God ! All FOREIGNERS ate NOT the fr 
Of this detestable and dreadful trade. 
Some of the best and noblest Temp'rance nun 
And women, that have ever trod our soil, 
Have come to us from lands across the seas. 

From their fair brows no laurels would we pluck. | 
While this is true; the great Bad fact remain-: 
That for one Temp'rance man, who conns to us 
From foreign lands; there are perhaps a sec 
"Who drink intoxicants: and what is we 
Exj act to make a living, by their sale. 

Tis said, to be a fact beyond all doubt; 
That in our land t -day, there are more men 
And women, dea'il g out eternal death 
Through Drink, of foreign than of native birth. 
These liquor-dealing hosts, are mighty now, 
And constantly grow BtroDger, day by day, 

countries land their liquor hordes, 
Upon our shores by thousands, to augment 
The rapidly increasing might of Rum. 
What Bhall we do ? We are almost controls d 

Already, by these foreign liquor-vending Lords: 

[f something is not done, 'twill not be loi 
Till tluy shall bind our Nation, hand and I 
1 be helpless slaves of Bacchus, No, THE! *U. N«»r. 
THERB is A JUST kKL HOLY GOD ON J 1 1 1 1 . 

A . \ •..< icans ! All Temp'rance men 

Of native, and of foreign birth I An- 



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And, stem this tide, while it can be controlled ! 
Ob, let us seize tbis Monster by tbe horns, 
And pour hot Prohibition down his throat 
Until he dies. Let us still hold the helm; 
And tell our foreign brethren, "If they come 
To dwell with us, they must leave Bum behind," 
When this is nobly, kindl} T , firmly done; 
The immigration problem will be solved. 

We would not turn away a single soul, 

"Who seeks a happy home in our free Land. 

To worthy, homeless brethren, everywhere, 

In other climes, and other lands, we say; 

Come thou with us, and we will do thee good." 

Most welcome ! yes, thrice ivelcome to our shores ! 

Our fields and forests: all our treasured mines; 

Our almost countless prairies, rich and broad; 

Our mountains and our hills; Our rivers, lakes; 

Our hamlets, towns and cities; all are free — 

Free as the air we breathe — to those who wish, 

To be henceforward, true Americans. 

Hence to our brother Emigrants, we say; 

W T e welcome you; but when you come, you must 

Become Americans. You must submit 

To Temperance, and all other righteous laws." 

On these conditions, gladly, to our homes; 

Our hospitality, our happiness; 

We welcome you: But never shall you sweep 

Away, our Sabbath and our Temp'rance laws, 

More dear to Christian men, than life itself/ 5 

Once more, we welcome you; but this we say; 

You can not Germanize America." 

God grant us Prohibition, and our Land 
Already greatly favored from on High, 
Would soon become, what it now boasts to be; 
A grand Asylum for all those distressed, 



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< >].} town-trodden millions of our ra 

Wh i oan own homes in foreign lands; 

But who, beneath our Prohibition fl 

Could find ;i happiness, elsewhere unknown. 

God granl ! thai Boon this flag may be unfurled ! 

Then we'll not fear these floods, from foreign lands, 

Bui gladly bid them welcome, to our shores, 

Till every nook of this-— our vast Domain, 

B ill 1)0 filled up, with happy Christian Homes. 

Then in Longfellow's deathless-words, we'll cry, 

" Thou too, sail on, Ship of State, 
Sail on, O Union, Btrong and great. 
Humanity with all its fears, 
With all its hopes of future years, 
Is hanging breathless on thy fate. 

Sail on, nor fear to breast the - 

Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee. 

Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears, 

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears, 

Are all with Thee. Are all with Thee 



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There is no doubt, that Prohibition would, 

Pb )Vi a\ iv LLOULABL* PRE* LOUS 

'I woman: weak to helplessness, perhaps, 

In point of physical ability. 

When brought in oonflioi with the strength of man; 

Bui Btrong, aye more, well nigh invincible. 

In everything that's noble, good and true. 

9 i can nol take the sword, and fight h<r way 

To victory. But she can take her licart, 

And pour it out in prayer, before her Gtod; 

And will He n<>t avenge His own elect, 



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Although He bear long " with her enemies? 
Her greatest enemy, to-day, is Rum. 

"Who suffers most from this vile Demon Drink ? 

Who reaps the foulest and most bitter fruits, 

From this great crime, of which she often is, 

As innocent as are those holy hosts 

Of Angels, praising God around His throne ? 

W 7 ho sits, and waits, and weeps, through sleepless nights, 

It may be, by the ragged cot, which holds 

Her starving, dying babe; and list'ning seeks, 

(Through all those blinding, bitter tears, which seem, 

Almost to blister her poor pallid cheeks,) 

To hear the halting, swaggering step of him, 

Who once was tender, noble, kind and true, 

But now, Alas ! through Drink, a very Fiend ? 

Oh 'tis the drunken husband's wretched wife, 

Who sits and weeps, in weary watchfulness, 

And wishes he would come; although she knows 

Full well, that always, when he does reel home; 

Each echo of that drunken step will strike 

Dread horror, to her soul. And thus she lives, 

A true, pure wife, 
Mid hopes and fears, 
Mid prayers and tears, 
A dreadful life : 

Until in love, 
God gives her rest, 
Amid the blest, 

In realms above. 

Talk not of "individual liberty ! " 
What individual freedom, has that wife 
Whose heart is broken, by her husband's Rum? 
What mother has such Liberty, who dies, 



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B 1 atrol 1 1 '.- 

\\ i\ drunkard's daughfc aywhere, 

Can boast of liberty for life or limb, 
So long as "father" or as "brother" drink- V 



I >h. give us Pr< hibition, and at on 

'Twill fr< noble women from that cm 

Which now bo often, binds them, hand and t 

B aeath a S . far worse than death; 

Or quickly crushes them into th< 

Oh, noble Godly women ! "Fear ye not, 

N >r be dismayed/ 1 For yon a brighter day 

[e surely dawning. By your holy ham 

Uplifted to the skies; King Alcohol 

Must die, Think you. that all those p] 

qsade " were unavailing 
T< 11 million voices answer. No ! Nb .' .' No ! II 
Each '"tear is bottled" ami each prayer, 

I- ringing in th :' Him, who gui 

The worlds, and holds in check, the fiends of Hell; 
A I yel , wh< >se gracious ear is ev< r bent, 
To near and heed, th;' humblest, faintest cry 

Of every child of Hniv'n. This 

of noble , holy, Christian wo man- h< 

Against the "most gigantic crime of crimes" — 

►lossal evil ever known, 
Since Satan first seduced our race to sin — 
Was but the dawning of that blesse I ; 
When Prohibition's flag shall float ^\i h 
( >Vr every 0< >untry, and o'er e\ i 
Then none will kiss its folds, with more delight, 
Than those poor women who h 
Of that vile monstrous Demon of S -Drink. 

It wis a woman, linked our Earth t Q-od, 
By bi forth ili^ "Well-Belov< - 

And when !!«• died; it wasa woman stood 



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Last at the cross: and when He rose again, 

It was a woman, who first worshiped Him: 

It was a woman, sent Columbus forth, 

To find the wonders of a Western World: 

It was a woman, wrote that wondrous book, 

Which largely, struck the shackles from the slave, 

And set four million human beings free : 

It was our noble women, w r ho began 

This grand Crusade against accursed Drink. 

These precious women, full of faith in God, 

And full of love for all poor drunken ones, 

Have joined their hearts, in agonizing prayer, 

For grace to overthrow the curse of Bum; 

And taking for their motto, "God and Home, 

And Native Land/' they've grown so strong, that now, 

Next to the blessed Church of Jesus Christ, 

The " Woman's Christian Temp'rance Union " stands 

The most determined and efficient foe, 

Against Strong Drink, the world has ever seen; 

And through its power, at no distant day, 

This whole vile traffic shall oo down to death. 

Oft in counting human greatness, 

And in reckoning noble deeds, 
Woman's work has been forgotten, 

As God's holy cause she pleads; 

But as man becomes more perfect, 

And Truth's banner is unfurled, 
All must say, " The hand of Woman 

Is the hand that moves the world." 



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And lastly, but by far the best of all, 

This precious Prohibition will promote 

The cause of Christ. And here, at least, we can 



Appeal to i very lover of the ( !i 
To every true disciple of tin Lamb. 

There's nothing in 1 lie world which so in 
The Gospel's onward, upward march, to-. lav. 
A.8 »1 m - this liquor traffic's hell-wrought curse. 
The Devil hold's no weapon in hia hands 
At once more deadly, more eff< han 

This mighty, monstrous power of Strong Drink. 
Lei heralds of tin i jo where they may 

To bear " good tidings of great joy " to men, 
And they will always find the Demon Drink 
Stretched out in fiendish glee across their path. 
It is no wonder Christian minister- 
And other Christian workers, oft become 
Disheartened, when they sec, on every hand, 
These foul, accursed dram shops growing up 
Around them and undoing their good work 
More rapidly than they can get it done. 
No wondi r, in the sadness of their hearts, 
They often cry, " How long, oh Lord, how Ion 
Shall Satan's forces plot against the Lord 
And His Anointed, saying: Lei ua break 
Their bands and oast away their cords from UE 

The Church is languishing beneath a cloud. 
I >m e\. vy congregation in the laud, 
From all denominations comes this cry, 

11 ( )h, for more life and light ! " Wh< \ this cloud v 

Whence springs this longing cry for light and life } 
[s Q i I nol able to revive His Church I 

Why then this darkness and this cry P Hear now, 
Ye chosen children of the Living ( I i II 

D >es he not plainly say, u If ye indeed 

B nd iniquity within your hearts 

I raj n He hears us nol , because 

V.-i-i number- who profess the name of Christ 



Are open partners in this liquor crime. 

And can we hope that God will ever pour 

His Spirit out upon us, or revive 

His work withiu our hearts, till from our feet 

"We shake the dust of this vile Demon Drink, 

And for all time hurl from our poor, galled necks, 

The dread dominion of his cruel yoke V 

Just think of it. For more than fifty years 
God's people have been voting whisky straight, 
"Without a " scratch." Unconsciously, 'tis true, 
But none the less effectively. How can 
We any longer wonder that the Church 
Should languish unrevived, and call in vain 
For fresh baptisms of the Holy Ghost ? 
Our monstrous, giant sin, of unsuppressed, 
And unprohibited Intemperance, 
Has gone up like a thick black cloud; and hides, 
Behind its density, our Father's face. 

Before we cast the first opposing stone, 
Against the drunkard, and these Liquor men ; 
Oh, let us stop, and as true Christians, ask, 
Are we entirely free from sin ourselves 
In this respect? " Oh, let us ever strive. 
To exercise, true Christian charity, 
And ask ourselves, if our own skirts 
Are clear; before denouncing all who drink, 
Or sell strong drink, as murderers and knaves. 
By helping ' license" this vile traffic's wrongs, 
Have we not been upholding this foul trade ? 
And have we not been going to the polls 
Year«after year, and standing side by side, 
With liquor-dealing knaves, of every sort, 
Been casting in our ballots, just like theirs — 
The votes of Doctors of Divinity, 



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[denidcalj m all respects, with th 

Cast by the Keepers of the worst Baloons? 

I'- rhaps - ffii few true, honesi m 

I !] fed in this dread drunkard trade, 

\ Bf and }< t lli»' Maine 

B >uld d >t am. rest on Liqo men al 

\ i is to a 

Responsible, for this dire, deadly • 

Bow long would Strong Drink, triumph over Truth 

And Temperance, if all the Christian men 

And women, in this so-called Christian Laud, 

Would come out and oppose it ? Nor ten nui 

The church must chai . She must forever ceat 

Her whisky voting, and "come up to help 

The Lord against the mighty." Old and youu 

And rich and poor; let every Christian ma 

Let all our Christian women, everywh< 

Let Christian boys and girls, all seize their swords, 

And fight this COME CJCT of our ;;. 

I >r Prohibition, let all Christians pray : 
For Prohibition, let us speak and work; 
V !• Prohibition, let us always vol 
And Prohibition, soon will come to -lay. 

lite often, you will heai the statement : 
11 If Christians would let Prohibition I 
And noi he foolish and fanatical, 

And «lra-; this Question into politics; 

But go to worl rting Liquor men, 

Then we would q< ed no Temperance laws at all. 

To banish Bum. You can 

Morality into the humc 

'Tifl vain to try to make nun ood by law." 

1 \ rhaps we can't. But we can legislate 

• Immoralities 1UVIIV from men. 



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We can, by law, shut up these vile Saloons, 
And thus remove, temptations from the paths, 
Of many millions of our rum-cursed race, 
Who otherwise w r ould fill the Drunkard's grave. 
Our Government forbids the sale of Drink 
To Indians and to Criminals. Why can't 
We have some Legislation for our homes ? 

To those who tell us, "we should go to w T ork 
Converting Liquor men/ 5 we humbly ask: 
How can we reach these poor deluded ones ? 
They will not come to Church, and if we go 
To their Saloons; and talk to them of Christ, 
And tell the story of His wondrous Love; 
We would get only curses in return; 
Perhaps (if we persisted) something worse. 

How can we ever lead men to espouse 
The cause of Christ, whose bodies and whose brains 
Are steeped in beer and brandy; and still worse v 
Whose consciences are stifled by their greed 
For gold, and hellish thirst for gain ? Besides, 
None can convert a soul but* God alone. 

" Paul plants. Apollos waters; but 'tis God 
Who gives the increase." Now will God go down, 
Into these vile saloons, and liquor dens, 
And work a most stupendous miracle — 
Converting all these drunkards, and these still 
More loathsome Liquor-Dealers; while vast hosts, 
Of His own children, pat them on the back, 
And by their whisky votes, most plainly say; 

" Go on ! Oh, Liquor-Dealers ! we will see, 
That you are well protected in your work ? " 
Our God will work no such a miracle; 
But in His own good time, will open wide 
The eyes of these His children, and will show 
Them, what they have been doing all these years: 



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Then they will find, to their astonishment, 
That all this time, they have been voting Bum, 

And thus have fostered, their most deadly foe. 

God has already opened many eyes: 

m our laie Election's stormy fight, 
An host, well-nigh thbee-hukdbet thousand strong, 

m! up for Prohibition and the Bight, 
\' 1 by their votes sp >ke out for God and Truth. 
Tifi true, Ave could not now elect our men, 
Yet we have shown to all our growing strength, 
And soon all christian men will join our ranks, 
And under Prohibition's Banner stand, 
And as one man, lift up their hearts to God, 
For grace, to "pulverize the Demon Drink." 
Then, not till then, will that dark cloud, which now. 
Kests like a pall, upon the Church of Christ, 
Be lifted from between us and our God: 
Then, not till then, will "Zion rise and shine; 
The glory of her God beam o'er her work: " 
Then, not till then will great Revivals come, 
To cheer the weary Heralds of the Cross. 

Oh, Fellow-Christians ! Whence those precious days, 
( u Eighteen -Fifty-Seven, Eight and Nine? 
It was because, in Eighteen-Fifty-Six, 

t numbers of God's children, dared do. right, 
And nobly took their stand, upon God's sidt . 

nsl the awful Curse of Slav* ry. 
If we may judge the future, by the past 
Then may we well believe, that jus! a- BOOU, 

Aja God's i >wn people, all united Btand 
With Him, ;: this even great* r ( lurse 

l in Slav< ry this horrid Liquor Crim< 
Thai jusi a, l>ut not befpre, will ( lod 

Throw ("pen wide, the win. lows of Hi- grace, 

And "pour us out a blessing, till wo shall 



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Xot have room to receive." Then shall we have 

Such grand "Revival Times" throughout our Land, 

As never have been known on Earth, before. 

Then by ten thousands (when their shops are closed) 

These Liquor men, will turn unto the Lord: 

And as a token, that they are sincere 

In their Conversion; they will gladly take 

Much of the blood-stained gold, which they had gained 

By sellicg Drink, and lay it at Christ's feet, 

To send His Gospel, to those heathen lands, 

Where countless millions, now go down to death, 

Without the knowledge, of the Way of Life 

Our Land will then no longer send, as now; 

Stores of "New England Eum" down in the holds, 

Of those same ships, which bear the men of God, 

To heathen lands, there, to undo their work, 

And blast their brightest hopes of doing good; 

Until these Missionaries of the cross, 

Beholding ruin wrought, on every hand, 

(Whole heathen nations, drunk with Christian (?) Rum!!) 

Lift up their voices, in their deep despair, 

And cry back to their Country: "Stop! Oh, stop!! 

For these poor heathens' sake, stop sending rum!" 

Well might our Christian (?) Country, hide her head, 
And blush with shame; to think that heathen lands, 
Still plead with her, in vain, to stop this trade. 
In view of this one fact, how can a man — 
A Christian man, vote longer for Strong Drink? 
Thank God! these heathen cries are not in vain. 
God reigns. The cup of Drink, is almost full. 
Our happy Earth, shall soon prohibit Rum. 

Oh! Christian Toiler? let this cheer your heart, 
And for this object, ever humbly pray: 
Oh. plant your Prohibition Banner, firm, 



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In every valley; On each mountain top; 
Unfurl it- folds, in every breeze that bl 
On land or sea. Then blee > our God! 

The countless mil li »ns. of a< 1 Hum, 

Instead of bringing woe, will soon be turned, 
Into the bh ss< d service, of our God; 
T«> clothe the miked: Feed the poor: 
To comfort, civilize, and christianize the world. 

Awake I Oh, Voice of Truth! Awake! Ai 

Lei Prohibition ring throughout our Bki 

Then shall we all, with boundless joy, rejoice, 

Exclaiming, with one, universal voi 

We've slain this Monster of our Sin and Shame, 

And swept his stigma, from our Nation's name.'' 

May God in mercy, speed that happy d 

When this great evil, shall hav< 

Then Love, and Joy. and Peace, will all ui. 

To make and keep, each Home's pure hearth-stone bright 



XXVI. 

Now, in . let this word be said: 

rs. 2his we Jen 
For ] b< hibition's bi l pre^ \ 

It has been wisely said. "Truth crushed to Earth, 

Shall rise again: God's endless years, are h< 
This Prohibitioi e 1, 

Both by pretended Eriends, and.bitb 
Time and again ; until she Boinetimi 
l b( t, if not <•■ tmpletely crushed : 

Bui ( lod fa 1 her up: and now w 

The lips of triumph, pr< . eh* ek, 

I hear on every hand the happy shout, 
I [er t ii >me. J [er vicfo >ry is near. 

baa been crushed. She never shall be, more. 



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A half a million men, who deal out death 

And woe, to fifty millions, of their race, 

Can not much longer, hold complete control, 

Against ten millions of free men, whose votes 

Shall soon lay low, the deadly Demon Drink. 

Some point us to our little Party vote, 

And ask us, "What can such a vote affect ? " 

And others, sneering at us, call us fools, 

And say, "We only throw away our votes/ 5 

"What did the votes for James G. Birney do ? 

Were Fremont votes, all "thrown away ? " Ah, no ! 

A VOTE for principle is never lost. 

A vote for God can not be thrown away, 

But stands, a constant witness to His Truth, 

And soon will multiply a thousand fold. 

In Eighteen-Forty, James G. Birney polled, 
A little over seven thousand votes: 
Two decades after, Abra'in Lincoln went 
Into the "White House" as our President. 

Look at our Prohibition vote, to-day. 

See how its grown, in spite of scoffs and sneers. 

Our Leaders, may be burnt in effigy, 

Or in reality, for aught we know (?) 

Our noble "Haddocks " murdered in cold blood; 

But God will raise up others, in their stead, 

To fight the battles of His precious Truth, 

Until, at last the victory is won. 

Oh, Prohibition Warriors ! "Form in line ! V 

Already this grand battle has begun. 

The States of Iow T a, and Kansas, both 

Are pressing on : While grand, old Maine still stands, 

Firm in the fore-front, of the raging strife* 

Clad in her armor, all invincible, 

She fights for Prohibition; cheering on 



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H' i sisb r States, to follow in her steps, 
And smite this Liquor Traffic, till it di< 

But Prohibitionistfi I Be uot deceived: 

We wage this war against a m\ M 

The liquor interests, are deep and bread, 

And they arc fighting ; C very li: . 

These Liq lor m i energel i i d, 

Determined, men of minds and men of means; 

Besides, they arc completely organized; 

For, bound together by their horrid oaths 

And still more horrid tralii •. as m: max 

They stand united to oppose the ho 

Of Prohibition battling for their God 

And for their homes and for Humanity. 

But mighty as the hosts of Bum may be, 

Tin v must oo down before the onward march 

Of Justice, Mercy, Bightco and Truth, 

The victory will come. YesI YesI 'Twh l COMB, 

As truly as there is a (rod on ligb 

Wh the tears and hears to bitter cri< 

Of his poor, Bum-cursed children. 

We appeal 
T i every citizen, especially 
To every Christian citizen, in th 
Unil es, I i pray and work and von: 

Pb HI », TILL IT8 TRIUMPH 0OM1 S 

And this dread Liquor Tbaffio ra destroyed. 

We ask it in the name of Christ our Lord, 
And iii the name of all that's holy, just, 
And good, and true. We ask it in the name 
Of all these billion-, oi' our Nation's wealth, 

than wasted, through this horrid trs 
We ask it in the name, of working men, 
Whose lives arecursedj by this infernal Drink: 
sk it in the name, of b< ggared 1 1"!. 



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Of weeping, wretched, Mothers, Sisters, Wives, 

And starving, ragged children: In the name, 

Of our poor drunkards; yea, and in the name, 

Of blinded Liquor Dealers; In the name, 

Of colleges and schools: and in the name, 

Of those grand principles, which shall secure, 

Oar Nation's peace, and perpetuity: 

Aye more, we ask it in the name, of hope 

And happiness and Heav'n ; Oh ! never cast 

Another ballot, for the fiery fiend 

Of rum: No! Never! Never!! NEVERMORE!!! 

May that Infinite and Eternal One, 

Who taught us, Prohibition, is His will — 

The greatest Revolution of the age — 

The greatest step of progress, man has made, 

Toward that glad time, when all Earth's, "Kingdoms shall 

Become the kingdoms of our Lord and Christ" — 

May that Infinite and Eternal One, 

Help every one of us, to be henceforth, 

True to ourselves, and to our Loved Ones, true; 

True to our Country, and humanity, 

And last and best of all, true to our God. 




